Christmas Shopping: Part II
“No,” Uncle Trevor said, as he stood there, rubbing his hands roughly down his face while she watched the small black puppy that would make the perfect Christmas present for Aunt Zoe as it fell over, shook it off, and quickly got back up and ran as fast as its three legs would carry it across the large box so that it could attack the large ball the shelter volunteer had given it.
“She’d love it,” Sebastian pointed out with a shrug as Mikey shifted her attention from the adoption center that the local animal shelter had set… Read More