A Dog’s Tale Pt. 5 – Mother’s Love
"“Are you thirsty, puppet?” Monique answered with a vary nod, and Shaquila gently put the bottle to her lips, letting her sister have a drink."
The dinner table that night had an empty chair, but Shaquila’s chatter made Monique’s absence nearly invisible. She excused her sister’s nonappearance, saying she hadn’t felt well, well aware that Monique was feeling more than good, shackled and bound as...