Come To Us

Gunner covered his couch in his office with a sheet and tossed a couple of pillows from his truck before he sat down, leaning his head on the backrest and looking up into the ceiling.

He thought of getting back into his truck and following his wife as soon as he saw her car disappear through the corner of the street, but he was as stubborn as she was sweet, and his body wouldn’t let him move, except towards his clinic.

The sound of the cages and the dogs barking didn’t let him sleep, and he spent most of the day and night with his eyes wide open, thinking about what he has done.

Maybe he was, indeed, overreacting, and he had to thank his friends for saving his ranch. But that didn’t take the fact that they had hidden it from him and Faith.

“What am I going to do?” He said, running his hand through his blonde, now disheveled hair. Leaning forwards, he set his elbows on his knees, rubbing his hands together. His heart ached, and he felt lonely inside his office. Since he had Fait