I discovered this writing prompt from Sammi Scribbles and thought it would be fun to take part.
It was her or the dog.
Buster had been with me from a puppy. I’d only known Sarah for three months.
I knew Buster could be a handful, but he was part of the family.
Then again, I loved Sarah so much.
I went upstairs to pack.
‘Your bags are in the hall!’ I shouted as I took Buster for his walk.
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