Jess, this story is better than any New Yorker magazine story I've ever seen.
This: The dog can’t look me in the eye. I wonder whether he’s more ashamed of his broken body or his breaking my promise. I want to tell him it isn’t his fault, that I should never have claimed he could keep her safe. That the broken promise was mine even if I used him in the making of it.
But there's more. Every line. EVERYTHING - line after marvelous line -
You are waaaay bigger than Steemit, Jess.
And better than The New Yorker.
Congratulations on being Curied - next, you belong on the Best Seller list!
Goodness Carol you're going to cost me a fortune in Crisco. I'll need to slather it on my head just to fit it through the doors, lol. Thank you so much for this overwhelming, kind, and generous comment <3