he doesn't belong to me anymore, stammered Mr depositing black's heavy metal leash in the worker's hands
:abra took the animal in his trembling hands and a melancholy happiness warmed his smile. There were no elaborate thanks only a silent and reciprocal understanding. Black, tugging forced him to continue following his tracks toward Little Juan's neighborhood.
In that miraculous moment, a new warmth tempered the night of chuqui.