“Ok, I’ll see you in a couple hours. Be good. Love you.” I told Megan bye on my way out of the house as I headed for the gym. She smiled at me as I ducked out of her room.
I headed out to the car, and just as I got into the driver seat I realized I had forgotten my headphones. A couple hours at the gym without headphones isn’t an option for me. So I headed back into the house.
As I got upstairs and walked past Megan’s room on the way to mine I heard her voice. I couldn’t hear what she was saying, and it took me a second to register why exactly, but there was something strange about the way she was talking. No one else was home, but she didn’t sound like she was talking on the phone.
Her door was cracked a little, so I walked over to investigate. I peeked through the crack and was surprised to see Megan sitting on the edge of her bed, petting Jack, our huge English Mastiff who was sitting in front of her. This came as a surprise because she usually paid very little attention to the dog, other than occasionally expressing some annoyance at his giant frame being in her way or almost knocking her over.