Cole got back to Domicile just after eight-thirty that evening. The first thing he did was go in search of Bull. He found him in the rec room, playing with a couple of the guys. The second Bull saw him, he dashed over, acting as if Cole had been gone for weeks, not just part of the day.
As he had the previous evening, Cole got his dinner, plus extra for Bull, and took it up to his room with him, rather than eating in the almost empty dining room.
“Do you like stew?” he asked Bull, while filling his bowl with dry dog food. He laughed when Bull gave him a look that could be interpreted as “No duh,” and set the second bowl he’d gotten on the floor. Bull scarfed it up before Cole had even settled at the table to eat his own meal.
With dinner taken care of, Cole decided he should go food sho
