The dog raced down the last few meters of the autostrada and jumped over the guardrail and ditch. Then he jumped on her—all forty stinking kilos of him.
An excerpt from the novel by Douglas LightJanuary 15, 2018
Word got around that I was out of the hospital. Heavy casseroles made with Campbell’s soups and topped with fried onions arrived on my doorstep. Food for my grieving. I threw them out.