You're My Home by Debbie Burns

Author:Debbie Burns
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks

Three minutes later, a second text had followed.

The thing is I’m trying to be happy about it, but I really, really wanted to keep him. I know I’ll fall in love with a lot of the dogs here but finding him is what got me back here in the first place. Seems he’s going to a good home though. There’s that, right? Sorry to be a downer.

She’d sent it three hours ago and hadn’t texted since.

“Be back in sec, Ivy. Gotta make a call.” After checking the sideview mirror, he stepped outside. It was the kind of text that warranted a phone call in return, not a text, and sooner than three hours after it was sent.

He dialed her number, and the phone rang several times before going to voicemail. “Hey, Riley, it’s me,” he said. “Hope you can hear me. There’s close to zero reception out here, but I’m sorry about that Dane. There was definitely something special about him, and I’m sure you’re feeling it. I only saw him once, and it was obvious he’d bonded with you. I didn’t realize you found him.” He paused, hoping the reception was good enough that she’d be able to make sense of this.

Everything he’d just said, that was it, the easy stuff that didn’t suck the air from his lungs to say. Didn’t require him to fall back into a joke rather than saying nothing at all. He cleared his throat and switched his phone to his other ear. “Look, I’m stuck out here in the middle of nowhere through Monday afternoon. Once I head back to the cabin, I won’t be able to call or text, so just know…”

There were so many things needing to come out, and the vulnerability in her text stirred them to the surface. Apologies and vows for doing better than he’d done lined up like toy soldiers, waiting for a chance, waiting for him to say something truly significant, but either he was a chicken, or he was just good at convincing himself that now wasn’t the right time, not with questionable reception on top of the day she’d had.

“Just know I can’t wait for Monday night. I’ll pick you up at the shelter at five. Hang in there tonight. You’ll feel better tomorrow, I bet.”

In the grand scheme of love declarations, maybe it wasn’t much, but it was the most vulnerable he’d been with the girl in twelve years. No sense in ripping that Band-Aid off all at once, was there?

He hung up and stared at the sunset, wishing he’d done better. He pulled up his texts, debating what he might add. Finally, he held up his phone and took a picture of the sunset right as the sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, and red-orange flames were shooting out in all directions over a green and gold field in a way that had him feeling small again and full of wonder. He sent it off to her, hoping it would

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.