Chapter FourMADISON EASED HER eyes open, grogginess fighting her to remain still and go back to sleep. She didn’t know how long she had slept, but daylight peeked through the curtains off to her right telling her night was over at least. A weight kept her legs from moving too much and glancing down, she saw the German Shepherd that found her last night sound asleep, his head laying on her thighs. She gave a weak smile as she reached down and scratched the top of the dog’s head lightly. “Thank you, boy,” she whispered as Dax pressed into her hand, eyes closed, relishing the head scratch.
As Madison continued to scratch the dog’s head, she took the chance to glance around the room. The decorations were sparse, not even photographs of family dotted the bare dresser and tables. The curtains o
