Chapter 17

Dog coughed and Thom nodded. “Yeah, I know, right?”

He watched Justin bounce-walk back into the house and continued to look for several minutes beyond that. By the time Thom backed away from the window and coaxed Dog to the floor, he could hear the garbage truck creaking and clanging at his left-side neighbour’s and he knew he didn’t have a chance in hell of making it to the garage, getting the door open, and muscling his own bin to the sidewalk in time. Instead of using Justin’s trip to the curb as a reminder to take out his own garbage, he’d missed the opportunity altogether. “Good thing a single guy and one dog doesn’t make a lot of trash.”

Thom eyed Dog, who immediately dropped his tongue out of the side of his mouth and gave Thom a lopsided smile. “You know something, Dog?”

Dog shook his head, though whether he was arguing the name or saying he didn’t know, Thom couldn’t say.