I shifted my weight, torn between the urge to help and the knowledge that sometimes help isn’t wanted, or isn’t enough.
My thoughts drifted again to the meeting, the decisions that would be made without him, perhaps even against him.
Would they understand? Could they see what I saw now, standing in the rain, witnessing the undeniable connection between man and dog?
It seemed unlikely.
The system rarely allowed for the nuances of real life, the complexities of human—and animal—bonds.
There was a moment of silence, a pause that felt like a held breath, as if the world was waiting for something to shift.
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