When the Signal Dies, Love Is Logistics—and Every Choice Has a Cost

kid didn’t rob her.”

Someone else—maybe trying to be funny—typed, “The dog got peanut butter but humans were freezing. Priorities.”

That one hit me in a place I didn’t have armor.

Because the truth is, I had made a choice. I’d chosen Barnaby first. I’d chosen Kyle second. And I’d chosen to keep enough control of my situation that I didn’t become another continue reading …