Chapter Eight
Season of the Bitch
For a few weeks the whole street rearranges itself around her. She did not ask it to.
The bitch suddenly stopped walking. That was unusual.
She was not easily distracted.
The other bitches continued chatting. The Retriever chased a squirrel.
The Bulldog licked itself.
A storm would arrive three hours later. Nobody remembered the storm.
The bitch sensed it first. Something in the air.
The Bitch Knows First
Every neighborhood has one. The bitch who knows everything.
The fence is loose. The marriage is shaky.
The rest of the chapter is in the book.
Read the rest of her secrets.Sixteen breeds. Same bitch.
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