Forgive and Forget? Not This Time
Even with the door between us, Lydia's screams pierced my ears, mixed with furious barking.
I pressed against the fire door, afraid the dog would catch my scent, and called the police immediately.
Lydia's screams drew the neighbors, but maybe fate had shifted this time. The kind neighbor who had saved me before wasn't home, and no one else dared to step in.
Pit bulls were fighting dogs and were already banned in the city. I had no idea how Evelyn had even gotten one.
When that dog reared up, it stood as tall as a grown woman. It had also been starved for days. Maybe Lydia wasn't enough to fill its stomach.