Something is wrong. Mama and my brother, her biological son, is sad. I can't find Destiny's comfort. Wait. This happened before, with my other friend, Jasmine, who died of cancer. I start to listen to Mama.
"What was the size of the tumor?" She asks.
"A basketball," my brother said. It hits me, Destiny left this world because of a tumor. Why are all my friends dying? Why can't they just stay here with me? I walk over to Mama and sit on her feet. She will never leave me, ever. My adopted brother, Mango, whines. He knows about Destiny too. We both try to comfort them.
I sit next to Destiny's grave. I can't believe she is gone. Older girl who pets me calls to me.
"Otto, come on, it's time to come home." I can feel her sadness. She doesn't want to leave, but I think she is scared that I won't. I get up, Mama can't see me like this, I have to be strong. I follow her down the road, and let her pick me up and carry me home. It is getting harder to walk, but I still try.
When we get home, they are packing. We can't leave, Destiny is still here. We can't move her body, she is buried where she was raised. I run inside and go under Mama's chair. I just need to sleep.
Some time later, maybe a month...
I walk to Destiny's grave for maybe the last time. I never got that final goodbye. My brother's woman walks next to me. She bends down and rubs my head. I follow her to the car. I am going to another destination. A new home.
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The Last Year of a Pug: A Short Tail
Короткий рассказYou know that pug I am always talking about? This is the story about his last year of his life. The #hugsforpugs really count in this book because it was made in memory of him. This is Otto's story.
