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Halli treated herself to a long and satisfying run. The weather was perfect: sunny and a little bit cold. It was the kind of autumn morning when Halli loved being out in the wilderness, just hiking alone with her dog.
She missed Red. She knew he was alive—I’d told her so—and also knew that I would take as good care of him as I could.
What she didn’t know was that the two of us were currently separated—that in the chaos of me being taken to the hospital, I’d lost track of him somehow and now I wasn’t sure where he was. I had some vague memory of Daniel promising to take care of him, but I wasn’t sure if that were really true, or just wishful thinking. It was probably best that Halli didn’t know anything about it. With Ginny gone, that dog was her only real friend. And Halli felt as pr
