22. BICKERING

He had the habit of always walking closer to me in silence whenever I asked a question, or he wanted something from me, but I had not learned how to stand my ground and not get afraid of him. He was scared no matter what. No one knew whatever was going on in his head and for someone like that handling a gun, I surely had to be extremely careful.

“Do I have to announce to you that I am coming to my house? Get out of the way”, he growled and walked past me, deeper into the garden.

“He could have just walked without intimidating me. My heart almost jumped out of my heart”, I sighed in relief before resuming my play with Rex, who was happy to see me.

I didn’t know that he had made provisions for my dog to be brought to where I was. I couldn’t help but blush at his thoughtfulness.

“At least, he’s considerate”, I pouted in happiness.

I noticed that he had been washed and taken care of. He was also fed and even had a cage but was put on a leash in order not to wander around, and I couldn’t s