Ruby

Ruby

I make it to my Layla’s house. “I figured you’d show up.” Layla smiles as she uses the spatula to lift the cookies off the tray and put them on the cooling rack. I go for one, and she warns me like a mother hen, “Careful.”

“I love when you make cookies. It makes the house smell wonderful and gives it a homey feeling.” That’s not here much anymore, and I’m not sure if it’s ever going to come back.

“ I’m actually starting to hate this place more and more every day. I don’t know if it’s out of resentment because I’ve been kept here alone, and that’s because my mate is always busy with Logan now. No offence Ruby, to your mate, he pretty good to. but you need to tell him to cut my mate some slack. We have a young pup.” Layla says.

“I’ve been dealing with the handful of a pup, so I had to do something. You know how baking just calms me.” She points at one of the cookies, letting me know it’s okay to pick up.

I take a bite and think that six months ago I would have said nothing tast