It seemed he always was in public places. Unlike Hondo, Chisum looked cuddly. He even played to it. He was an attention whore. Not only did I not mind...his whoring, I found it humorous.I carried Chisum to dinner because the next day, he was going to be tied to the front deck. At least while I stood bye for the digging and pouring of the slab. Once the workers had gone Chisum would be free to run around the house. He would, however, not be free to track through the slab.I stayed up until I was. I heard Charlotte roll over in the dark.“Alan, who is it?” she asked.I squinted in the bright light of my phone as I sat down on the bed with my back to Charlotte.She was using punctuation and capital letters. This must be serious.“Alan? Who’s texting you?”“It- It’s nothing. Nobody.” A stammered, pathetic answer, but I didn’t know how to lie about it. No one ever texted me, least of all so late at night.Charlotte sat upright with a jolt. I shut my eyes and sighed quietly. I knew what was. More

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