Imagined Snippets,  Red

117 years

A continuation of yesterday:

“What happened?”

“Two warlocks surprised me at home.”

Joshua gives him a beat to continue. He doesn’t. “I’m sorry about Tsubasa. You had her a long time, right?”

“117 years.”

“Shit. Really?”

“She wasn’t exactly a dog. A lot like one in spirit and love and joy – still a pack animal – but even smarter, more loyal, and with some magical abilities. She was a baby when I got her.”

“When I was 7 my cat died. Got hit by a car. I bawled.”

Dominic doesn’t say anything but his hands seem to spasm around the steering wheel.

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