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Chapter 20
TWENTY James decided on more of a walk than a run. Although his migraine had dissipated, he worried running might trigger another headache. Earlier, he had been convinced his brain had dislodged from the inside of his skull and was sloshing around loose in his skull. Decidedly, a long walk in the brisk cool autumn air felt like the better alternative when compared against a run. Rigs didn’t seem to mind the more leisurely pace. It came down to what he wanted anyway. The walks were for both of them. The exercise was beneficial, regardless. Though, it was Rigs who was the one trapped in an apartment all day. The dog needed to get out and stretch those legs far more than he did. James was on his feet all day. A run, or walk, wasn’t always high on his personal priority list. Unfortunately,
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