“Max? Who’s Max?” Jeremy asked, lifting my chin to see my face. “Is he the man on the Jeep?” He looked at me worriedly. I shook my head, and another pool of tears rolled in my eyes. I could not even understand why I was crying. All I know is my heart is in so much pain that I had to cry to lessen the pain.
Paul must have thought I was crazy, but he stayed quiet, and he had already gone out of the car and went to the driver’s seat. He started the car and let his cousin remain by my side.
“Then, who is Max?” He asked again, and this time he cupped my face to stop me from lowering my gaze.
I sniffed and tried to think why I knew Max. “The dog... the one howling when we left,”
Jeremy pressed his lips, and I was sure I heard Paul chuckle.
“Sai, are you sure you’re crying over the dog a
