Pets n Story

It started out like every other school day. Leo in his dinosaur hoodie, gulping down cereal like we were late

I came out here to be alone. No WiFi, no neighbors, no traffic sounds—just wind, dust, and the Mediterranean stretching

It started as a joke. The day I adopted her, she was barely the size of my forearm—clumsy paws, floppy

I’d passed him maybe three times before I actually noticed him. You know how it is—eyes down, headphones in, pretending

I only pulled over because I felt bad driving past her again. She’d been out there all week—same folding table,

He was always on the same corner. Rain or shine, winter or heat, never saying much—just sitting. Quiet. Still. That

I thought I’d seen it all flying out of Portland, but apparently not. Boarding was delayed. People were grumpy. And