Kicked Out…. – News

That was when Bear growled.

He came around the side of the porch, shoulders high, hackles up, amber eyes locked on Randy through the screen. Bear was the closest thing I had to family. He was a huge mutt—part shepherd, part something bigger, all heart. My grandfather Henry had raised him from a pup, and when Henry died, Bear stuck to me like he’d made some private promise.

Randy hated that dog.

“Get him away from me,” Randy snapped.

Bear planted himself at my leg.