Chapter 2
Mavis’s understanding of her situation seemed to vanish the moment they arrived home. She had been fine in the car, nestled in Aaron’s lap. She had even been comfortable enough to fall asleep, her head drooping, and broadcast an amazing snore.
Becca took her eyes off the road for a moment to glance at the dog. “Is that really her?” She laughed. “That sounds like something that would come out of a truck driver.”
“I think your windows are rattling,” Aaron whispered by way of agreement, his hand resting softly on Mavis’s head.
She had slept through their stop at Whole Foods, which Aaron had insisted on, making his sister go into the store for the ingredients he’d need to make Mavis the kind of wholesome, healthy food he thought would really stick to her ribs. “Pick up some groun
