We head home, where Wendy is waiting for us. I give Balfey a look, urging him forward silently.
Wendy eyes him suspiciously. He hands her the bag.
"I hope it's what you wanted, Miss."
She takes the bag, as I swallow. God, this is more intense than I thought.
"It is. Thank you."
He smiled. "I didn't know how you felt about bacon, so I got thick cut so you can have more for less."
She smiled back. "Oh? That's just perfect!"
"I can...I can cook it for you. I make a good pan fried bacon."
She put her hand on his head. "You're such a good boy. I'm glad we adopted you, you adorable human."
He smiled. I breathe a sigh of relief. "So, Wendy, now that we've gotten some...peace. Let's have dinner. I'm cooking vegetables and steak."
Balfey sat down with Wendy and everything was fine. They l
