Gemotions

It wasn't just the pet he objected to; it was the idea of anything uncontrolled. The thought of a playful puppy, bounding through their pristine apartment, filled him with visible dread. "It's a bad idea," he’d said. "A terrible idea."

She felt a surge of energy at the thought. She'd been feeling suffocated in a suffocating apartment.

She had to get her out. She found a playful Golden Retriever puppy, and she would not back down. It was a simple act, a way of staking a claim on her own life.