“You have time, but you should really try. “Anything else I have to know?”
“There is food in the fridge, you can watch TV, read, do whatever you want tonight. “Therapy is the best we could do. There was nothing I could do about it. I heard the footsteps but did not open my eyes. What might he want? “Can I wash my clothes somewhere?” I hadn’t seen a washing machine anywhere. This was wrong, I knew it. “Good boy.” It felt like he was patting the dog. “If you would have followed the news you would be aware that your brother is in trouble. If I was to meet my owner – I inwardly shuddered at that word – and had to tidy myself up washing my clothes was a very good idea. “Milk, two sugar please.”
White teeth flashed as he smiled at me. “As I said, you can scream if you want.”
The dog jumped up and I heard and felt him sniffing between my legs. “An interesting offer?” Now he just nodded and sat down. His footsteps and another sound. Outside the shop I stopped, tried to spot the guys behind the counter. He was back, leading a big black dog.
