He brought Bubbles upstairs, and he opened the apartment and said, “Here it is, little guy. This is your home now.” He could not have told you why, but he spent the next ten minutes hugging the dog and crying into his fur.
Wednesday, November 6, 2019
the last book I ever read (Taffy Brodesser-Akner's Fleishman Is in Trouble: A Novel, excerpt ten)
He brought Bubbles upstairs, and he opened the apartment and said, “Here it is, little guy. This is your home now.” He could not have told you why, but he spent the next ten minutes hugging the dog and crying into his fur.
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