[Adelaide Knowes]
The next day, we all make our way to Central Park with lil’ Benjamin who is a bubble of energy and life — and Craster, Benjamin’s little brown Yorkshire terrier, whose bark seems to echo the boy’s laughter. Christian said we needed fresh air, and I agreed. The past few weeks had been a rollercoaster of emotions, thoughts I couldn’t stop circling back to, and lost battles
When we asked Benjamin if there was anywhere he’d like to go, he said a shelter first, then Central Park. And that’s how Craster came along.
The day starts quietly. The morning light spills across the city like something gentle for once. The streets are thin with people, and the car hums with low chatter and the occasional bark from the backseat. Benjamin’s small fingers keep brushing Craster’s fur
