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#17 “What’s wrong?” I asked Steve. He nervously whined looking at me, then back at the restaurant. “Look I know you liked playing with that paper, but we’ve got other places to check out,” I jeered. He didn’t quit though.  He kept looking back and forth, pacing, and crying to go back in. This blog…

#16 Carefully, I tried recreating the kidnapping at the street corner.  I could imagine a black car screeching to a halt with burly men piling out of it.  They dodged around the tree and sign post to grab Cassy.  She screamed and wriggled in their grasp as her mom desperately clung to her denim jacket,…

#15 “Who’s that?”  Beck asked from behind the counter. “That’s my neighbor,” I said, completely confused. Janet’s blue suit was covered in dirt and little holes. Only a few strands of her hair were still clinging to the clip in the back as she ran to the door. “Comet! Comet!” She called as she vigorously…

#14 First, I’m sliding down my front door in complete exhaustion, and next thing I know, my four legged friend was happily licking me awake. “Good morning Steve,” I mumbled as I pushed him off of me. “Do you usually sleep until 10:00?”  Beck quipped. He had planted himself at the counter with a glass…

#13 “Please Beck.  Don’t.  This, this isn’t you,” I pleaded. “You don’t know me anymore,” he replied coldly. I looked to the ground, then realized Steve was looking happily at Beck.  Wagging his tail and sticking his flappy tongue out. I thought to myself, “Why would he be doing that…. unless….” I stood slowly as…

#12 Steve and I hopped into the rickety elevator and began sinking to the next floor. It was then I realized the elevator I blocked with the pipe was the next one over, and that this one was holding us by one weak cable. “Well, at least they won’t hear us?”  I suggested. Steve paid…

#11 I really wish I would have walked away.  I really wish I could have just kept walking down that alleyway.  But what did I do?  I turned around, and called out to Beck.  The body builders standing around him glared back at me with a terrifying mix of power, and pure hatred before lunging…

#10 I slowly walked around my neighborhood, taking in it’s charms for the last time. I wandered past the abandoned playground with it’s toppled over seesaw and half broken swings, then past the crumbling old folks home where the people outside yelled at me from their wheel chairs as I strolled past. As their shouting…

#9 The morning was still as the sun came streaming through the sliding glass door. Something seemed missing though. I wandered through the living room, then poked my head outside and looked over the dew tipped grass. It looked undisturbed, and empty. Apparently Steve didn’t follow me home last night. This blog uses affiliate links…

#8 “One week…..Last chance….”, I muttered as I walked along the side of the road. Steve walked along side me, looking just as worried as I sounded. I didn’t realize it was possible for a dog to show that much emotion, but when he looked up at me with his glassy brown orbs, I couldn’t…