Gemotions

The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the yard, highlighting the destruction. He knew that it had to be fixed. The dog had broken through again. He should have been more vigilant. He should have been a better neighbor.

He walked over to the fence, his footsteps heavy. He was angry with himself. He should have been doing things differently.

He sat on the porch, staring at the empty house. His friends were gone. His family was gone. His life was ruined. The dog's escape was the last straw.