Chapter 41

SLOANE

I walk into the humane society kennel as the attendant turns over the OPEN sign. It’s less chaotic, and that shows they’ve been in for a while, setting up and cleaning the stalls. I learned that animals are a lot more like toddlers. They demand so much attention and can be loud, too.

A young woman hurries past me with a German shepherd under her arms. She’s whimpering, her hair ruffled, her