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

record? I didn’t adopt a dog yet.”

I raised an eyebrow.

“But,” he said quickly, “I started volunteering at a shelter. Just walking them. Learning. ‘Cause you were right about the deal. I can’t just… jump into it.”

My chest tightened. “That’s… actually responsible,” I said.

He grinned. “I’m trying.”

Then he hesitated again, and I could tell there was one continue reading …