Jack And Jill The Second BookChapter 42
Mom sat down at the table and bent a cookie on her plate, breaking it. She picked up the piece and examined it, then leaned over past the edge of the table. "Dino. Come 'ere, Boy." I turned around and looked behind me. The dogs must have come in, decided it would be safer to stay on the rug than to join us and pushed the door closed as they lay down. Dino was just getting up from the rug that was scrunched up against the door. Bozo was sitting up, looking at me, as if for permission. I...