Selena
Happy Dash was the first to greet me when I arrived back home, his tail repeatedly hitting my shins as he rolled on my feet, begging for scratches. I tickled the adorable mutt’s belly, earning a playful growl.
“I see someone missed me,” I coed, crouching down so I could ruffle his fluffy fur with both hands. “I missed you too. Yes, I did. Yes, I did.”
“I didn’t miss you,” a dry voice remarked from the shed as my teenage brother walked out with his typical grin.
“Yeah? I didn’t miss you either,” I countered affectionately, rising up so I could match Ajax’s pace. I poked his arm, hoping it would annoy him. “Where’s Ma?”
He shoved me in response. “Inside, doing the dishes.”
“Why didn’t you load the dishwasher?”
“Don’t you think I tried?” Ajax returned, sounding exasperated. “She
