Where’s your dog?” Peter’s voice came from within the gushing stream of water. Justin thought he must have misheard.”Pardon?””Your dog.””Yes?””Isn’t he with you today?” Justin looked at Peter.”Ha bloody ha.” Peter stuck his head out of the stream of water, features dripping. He smiled shyly. “I love greyhounds.” Justin stared.”My dog is imaginary.””Oh.” Peter looked interested. “That’s unusual.” Justin put his head under the water. When he emerged, Peter was still looking at him.”Less work,” Peter offered, cheerily. “If the dog’s imaginary, I mean. Not so much grooming, feeding, et cetera.

Where’s your dog?” Peter’s voice came from within the gushing stream of water. Justin thought he must have misheard.”Pardon?””Your dog.””Yes?””Isn’t he with you today?” Justin looked at Peter.”Ha bloody ha.” Peter stuck his head out of the stream of water, features dripping. He smiled shyly. “I love greyhounds.” Justin stared.”My dog is imaginary.””Oh.” Peter looked interested. “That’s unusual.” Justin put his head under the water. When he emerged, Peter was still looking at him.”Less work,” Peter offered, cheerily. “If the dog’s imaginary, I mean. Not so much grooming, feeding, et cetera.

– Meg Rosoff –

Just in Case

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