Too Late, Richard

colder than usual in

his hostility a si

upied. He acted as if our c

ings into a single duffel bag.

heard a crash f

shed

. It was a cheap thing I'd bought at a county fa

d?" I asked,

is was Mommy's favorite

, that wasn't your mot

"You're always trying

at the bro

in the scene. Ethan's tear-strea

" Richard's v

orse!" Ethan cried,

on unreadable. "Sarah, you know ho

en ask. He j

r's," I said quie

d. "Just clean it up. And

rier mix I'd brought with me from Montana. He was

dn't greet me at the door

him in t

ng still.

a new, expensive-looking p

he stammered. "He ran out

my face. I knelt bes

. He saw me, saw

ce har

de," he said, h

ard looked at me. There w

n acciden

g, Richard." My

. He loved that dog

belief warring with

o Ethan. See to hi

k into the house, leavin

ld felt