“I’ve always wanted a dog. Growing up my mom was allergic so I couldn’t have pets. Then when I got older, I didn’t have a steady place to live for a while and then eventually I went to prison. At that point I thought it was best that I didn’t have a dog, you know.”
“Oh yeah, I actually worked with and rehomed this dog last year whose owner went to prison. The guy had taken this puppy way too young and kept it in a kennel most of the time.” Lettie’s distaste was clear in her tone.
Izzy frowned. He couldn’t understand why people would do that sort of stuff to helpless animals.
“Hey, there you are,” a new voice said, and Izzy saw a tall man embrace Justin and then kiss him with the kind of familiarity that only came from a long relationship. Not that Izzy knew anything about that personally, but…still.