I completely forgot about the gas issue when I opened the door again and realized that in my house the smell of dirty dog was even more intense than I had believed.
“For Heaven’s sake!” I exclaimed, and covered my nose well with the edge of my scarf. “But how can it stink so much in here?”
Andre came running toward me as soon as he heard me speak.
His face was lit up with joy and his ears were stiff on top of his head; he was hopping in place…
“Mrs. Johana! You came back!”
“…Uh! Of course I came back, sweetheart, I live here.” I smiled at him, although on the other hand I was trying with all my strength not to breathe in the smell of filth and carrion that was in the living room. “Won’t you help me carry the bags to the kitchen? I have something to show you.”
That “sweetheart” slippe
