- —— — —————chapter one—————————— I dashed into the living room, where the banana bread lay crumbled on the ground and Amanda was on the tile floor. She couldn’t speak, couldn’t move. Ian panicked and immediately called 911. “Nine-one-one, what’s your emergency?” “Hi, my fiancé just fell to the ground and I think she’s having a stroke. Please send an ambulance as fast as possible.” “Of course, we’ll be right there.” BEEP. Ian kneeled on the ground next to his soon-to-be wife. He held her and quietly prayed. Even as a dog, I saw water dripping down his cheeks. WEEEEEE-WOOOOOOO Ian grabbed his fiancé , swung the front door open, and gave her to the EMT. He came to the front door again, saying, “Puppies, please, please, PLEASE stay out of trouble. Also, adoptions start tomorrow. Ta-ta!” And then Ian left. He left us in this one story, pale yellow, smashed banana bread house. Alone. My brothers and sister howled and whined and barked outside. They always did that when Mama left. But Mama left us a week ago. For good. That’s why we’re here. I had no choice to go outside, for there was nothing to do at all. Except for hearing a knock on the door.
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