His Pet
I suggest as I start to walk again.
“Finally, let’s go, Mason. I have been itching to knock some heads for weeks now.” he said, punching his left hand into his right. I nodded, glancing over my shoulder to look at her one last time. I’m not sure she'll follow. Right now, she seems dumbstruck as she watches us walk away.
“Do you think the little urchin is going to follow us? And Mason, you don’t need a pet. So, I don’t see why you were bothering with the formalities and being polite.” he said, shaking his head.
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