I was trying to rouse Jack from his spot on the floor beside the couch. Mom appeared asleep but wasn't. She looked up at me and with one dog leashed and the other still motionless I said, "I'm not staring at you." Slowly she replied, "I would understand if you were."
It wasn't the time to cry.
I asked Jack if he wanted to go for a walk.
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