Chapter 50
"When the door is locked and they are finally outside, Snow walks into the living room and happily jumps on Scott."
Is this your dog? Scott asks and it takes all the strength in me not to cry because he doesn't remember who Snow is.
"Yeah. His name is Snow. You always loved giving him belly rubs and he loved licking your face at times, I say and as if on cue, Snow licks his face and barks."
Scott chuckles warmly and I find myself smiling while looking at him.
"He seems like a nice dog, he says while patting Snow's head."
"He is, I say and then... our eyes lock. He puts Snow down on the carpet and he sits straight and sighs. His fingers are tapping his thighs. "
You have been appearing in so many of my dreams for the past few months. If... you don't mind me asking... were
