Chapter 31“Thank you for this, Jameer. Thank you.” Henley tried to offer the young vet some money, but Jameer looked away and stuck his hands down his jeans’ pockets.
This morning, after he’d gotten himself together, Henley had taken Ciccio for his morning walk and thought about what to do. Back at the cabin, he’d phoned Jameer, and then following Jameer’s advice, had strapped Ciccio into the front seat of the truck, wrapped Fortuna’s body in a blanket, and with great effort, had carried her heavy body to the truck, laying her down in the back.
She was now in the clinic’s small cold morgue, waiting to be cremated or buried, whatever Mason decided was best for his long-time friend.
“It’s the least we can do,” Jameer said. The sun danced in his very dark eyes. He was a handsome guy of Ind
