Gift 4

They stood in front of the house hugging for a while before something made its way between their legs. They looked down to see Sasha funneling her head between them. She looked up at them with innocent doe eyes. Tora and Darren laughed as they separated.

Darren fell down to Sasha, passing his hand in her soft black and brown fur. Placing his head against hers, he looked at the gentle giant and spoke to her with a soft voice. "I'm sorry, Sasha. I was not trying to exclude you. I really missed you, you know."

"When you two lovebirds are finished, come in," Tora said as she entered the house.

Darren took the cases that he had rested on the sidewalk up the stairs to the wooden patio. He passed through the doors on the linkage between the blue shipping containers. He looked in awe at the house. Seemingly small and simple, yet of grand design and comfort. As he thought about it more, the house suited Tora perfectly.