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Chapter 7: Revelations
Holding his aching side, Jeff painfully stood up. He turned around and gasped. Nora's face was covered in blood. Forgetting the pain in his side, Jeff quickly knelt down beside her. Gently running his hands down Nora's cheeks, Jeff whispered softly, "Come on Nora, come back to me."
Jeff looked up frantically and noticed Amy running back towards the locker room. *Thank goodness, she's going to get help,* Jeff thought, letting out a deep breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. A shadow crossed in front of Jeff, causing him to look up.
"I think you broke her nose," Matt said gravely, kneeling down beside them. "Here, you need to lift her head up a little bit," Matt said, cautiously sliding his arm under her neck, he lifted her head up slightly. Just then Nora's eyes flickered open, "Jeff, what happened to your hair, why is it streaked with red, it looked just fine blond," Nora said weakly, her fingertips reaching out to touch his hair. Matt and Jeff looked at each other, pained expressions on their faces. Jeff felt sick, as if his heart had plummeted into his stomach. *Oh, geez, she isn't even aware that she's bleeding and it's all my fault,* Jeff thought miserably.
Alas, she felt herself sinking into an inky abyss as the darkness swallowed her up.
Nora's eyes hurt as the bright light penetrated them. Not to mention her face, nose and head. Feeling something warm and comforting against her hand, she turned her head and looked down. Her smaller hand was tucked securely inside both of Jeff's. She smiled softly as she looked at Jeff's sleeping form. He was almost bent in half, his upper shoulders and head resting on the bed, the lower half of him seated in the chair. Gently, Nora began to stroke his hair. A minute later she reluctantly pulled her hand back, noticing the red streaks in his hair. *What is this?* she thought. *It's all sticky.* All the images of earlier flooded her mind.
"Oh, my"... her voice croaked. Her breath coming out in sobs, she frantically tried to pull her hand out of Jeff's , but even in his sleep he wouldn't let her go. Jeff started to stir though, and opened his eyes.
"Hey, hey, take it easy," Jeff said, stroking her cheek, "You're going to be okay." Nora wrapped her arms around Jeff's shoulders, hugging him tightly.
"Jeff, what happened to me?" Hearing the panic in her voice, Jeff wrapped his arms around her protectively and gently rocked her back and forth.
"You don't know?" Jeff asked, slightly surprised. Nora shook her head.
"Jeff broke your nose and gave you a concussion," a voice said as he meandered into the room. "You have a thing for noses don't ya son?"
Jeff frowned darkly, "Thanks, thanks a lot," he muttered. "Nora, you only have a slight concussion," Jeff said gently. Nora didn't know whether to cry her eyes out or slap Steve. "Great diplomacy Austin," Jeff said dryly, obviously irritated.
Austin shrugged, "I just call'em as I see'um."
"He wouldn't know diplomacy if it bit him on the as- I mean kiester," Chris Jericho said as he strode into the room. "You okay honey?" Chris asked gently as he sat down on the edge of the hospital bed. Reluctantly Jeff released her. "I, I think I will be, once my nose heals," Nora replied uncertainly. Gingerly, she felt the white gauze around her nose as Chris gently tucked a blond ringlet behind her ear. Monica skidded to a stop just inside the doorway of Nora's room.
"Are you okay? As soon as Matt called"...
"Matt called you?" Chris asked in disbelief. "So, what hand did you have in this, Monica?" Chris snarled. Monica bowed her head, feeling wounded.
"Chris, shut up! Monica had nothing to do with this, she wasn't even there," Jeff said, clenching and unclenching his fists. Nora covered Jeff's hand with hers, trying to calm him down.
"Well how did Nora?"...
"I broke her nose, okay! I gave her the concussion!"
Open-mouthed, Chris stared at Jeff, "What? How did?"...
"I'll explain later, okay Chris," Nora said quietly. "Guys, thanks for coming, but could you give Jeff and I a minute alone please. They all nodded and started to leave.
"Well, you take it easy darlin," Austin drawled. "Didn't mean to scare ya," he said apologetically. With a wink, he sauntered out of the room.
"I can't believe this," Jeff said, putting his head in his hands. "It's all my fault." Nora rubbed his back gently.
"Accidents happen, sometimes events happen that are beyond our control."
"Yeah, but I let you down."
"No you didn't," Nora said gently. "I know you would never hurt me intentionally. Besides, you did the best you could and that's all any of us can do," Nora said. She wrapped her arms around Jeff's waist in a gentle hug. Jeff pulled out of her embrace and tenderly looked down at her.
"You know, I prayed tonight that I wasn't going to hurt you," he said thoughtfully, lightly resting his chin on top of her head.
Nora leaned her head against his chest, listening to his heart beat. "Thank you," Nora said softly.
2 weeks later, in North Carolina:
Matt looked at his watch. Taking a deep breath, Matt looked up and said, "Okay, it's January 10th, a little late for a Christmas gift, I know, but," he stopped, noticing Amy's reflection staring at him in the mirror. Quickly, he turned around.
She looked at him, an amused expression on her face, "Talking to yourself again Matt," she said, stifling a laugh as she walked into the living room.
"Actually," Matt said as he caught up to her, "I wanted to talk to you." Quickly he pushed her down onto the sofa and said, "Wait here, I'll be right back."
"Hey, what's the big idea!" Amy yelled as he disappeared into the kitchen.
"Close your eyes and hold out your hands," Matt commanded. Gently, Matt placed the little, wriggling animal in her arms. Amy opened her eyes and found herself face-to-face with a pair of velvety brown eyes.
"Oh my gosh!" Amy squealed in delight. "This is so sweet, thank you!" Amy exclaimed. She got up and wrapped her free arm around Matt's neck in a big hug. "It's so cute!" Amy said, with a smile that lit up her whole face. "Is it male or female?" Amy asked.
"Female," Matt replied. "She's an Italian Neapolitan Mastiff."
"Wow, I've heard of Mastiffs, don't they grow to be enormous dogs?"
"150 pounds worth," Matt said grinning.
Amy's eyes widened, "I like a challenge."
"I knew you'd want a big dog," Matt replied with a smile.
"So how did you find her? Mastiffs aren't usually found in pet stores."
Matt shook his head, "I went to the animal shelter, took one look at her and knew you'd love her. I asked what kind of dog she was and the woman gave me a brochure. The rest is history," Matt said with a smile.
"She's such a pretty color," Amy said, noticing the rich, mocha/gray of her coat.
"Her color is called blue, but don't ask me why."
"What's her name?" Amy asked as she stroked the little puppy's velvety nose.
"The shelter found her yesterday, by the side of the road, lying next to her mother. The mother had been hit by a car and didn't make it," Matt said sadly.
"Oh, poor baby," Amy cooed.
Matt nodded and continued, "There was a litter of three puppies but this little one is the only survivor," Matt said pointing at the puppy in Amy's lap. "The girl at the shelter thinks she is about 3 months old. She has all her shots, except she hasn't been spayed yet. The brochure recommends that they not be spayed or neutered until they are at least 4 months old. Anyway, since the shelter just got her yesterday, they haven't had a chance to name her yet, so you get to name her," Matt said with a smile, scratching the little dog behind the ears. The little puppy kept her head down as Matt continued his ministrations. "Hey, I think she likes that," Matt said, smiling. All of a sudden she started barking and whimpering.
"I'll bet she's hungry," Amy said looking at Matt. "Oh no!" Amy said with a gasp, practically dumping the puppy in Matt's arms, she rushed towards the front door.
"Hey, wait a second, where are you going?" Matt asked, rushing after her, the puppy still in his arms.
Amy stopped and turned around, "I have to go get dog supplies for, for her," Amy said, pointing at the little ball of softness in Matt's arms. "Shoot, plus I have to go to the grocery store to get the food platter, sodas and the cake for the shower this afternoon!"
"Calm down okay, I'll get dog supplies for you," Matt said easily.
Amy stopped babbling and stared at him, her eyes wide. "You will?" she asked in surprise.
"Sure, I mean, you've been here since 10:00 am this morning decorating the living room for the shower, while Jeff and I were at the gym. I figure it's the least we can do. We'll even take the dog with us," Matt offered, hoping he wasn't biting off more than he could chew.
"Oh, you're a doll!" Amy said, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thank you."
*Oh boy! I don't know anything about dog shopping, Jeff buys everything for Liger. Well, hopefully Jeff won't mind going with me or letting the dog ride with us,* Matt thought with a gulp.
An hour later Matt and Jeff walked through the front door carrying an armload of dog supplies. As Matt and Jeff put the bags on the kitchen table, Jeff glanced at Matt out of the corner of his eye and asked, "So, you gonna tell Amy that I helped you?" Jeff asked cheekily, a sly grin on his face.
"No, not unless she asks- or you tell her," Matt said pointedly, giving Jeff a look.
Jeff glanced at his watch, "Oh, shoot! I have to go pick up Nora. She wanted to get here a little early, because she offered to help Amy with the food.
Matt looked down at his own watch, "Well, Amy should be back within the next half-hour, and the shower doesn't start until 2, so we have plenty of time."
After Jeff left, Matt took Puppy out into the fenced-in backyard.
"How about a little bit of exercise huh, girl?" Matt said, putting Puppy on the ground.
Jeff unlocked the door letting himself and Nora in.
"Matt!" Jeff yelled. No answer. *Probably he's outside with the dog,* Jeff thought. Nora followed Jeff down the hallway but stopped when she caught a glimpse of herself in the full length mirror. Jeff had just set the keys down on the table, when he heard a soft wail behind him. He turned around and quickened his steps as he walked towards Nora. Jeff wound his arms around her waist and rested his chin on Nora's shoulder. "What's wrong?" Jeff asked, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Nora turned around in Jeff's arms.
"My nose, can you see the bruising around it? I knew I should have put make-up on it," Nora fretted.
"Sweetheart, you look beautiful," Jeff said patiently.
"Really?" Nora asked, smiling.
"Yes, really," Jeff said reassuringly, kissing her softly on the nose.
"Where's Amy?" Nora asked as her and Jeff walked into the kitchen.
"Well, she should be here with Matt. I'm guessing they're in the backyard."
"You guessed wrong," Matt said with a frown, as he closed the glass door behind him. "Amy hasn't returned yet, and I'm getting worried about her." Just then the doorbell rang. Matt handed the puppy to Jeff and raced for the door.
"Oh, hey, Trish, Jessica, Monica," Matt said dully.
"Nice to see you to Matt," Trish replied.
"Amy hasn't come back yet from the store," Jeff explained.
"When did she leave?" Monica asked concerned.
"She left at 11:30 and it's 1:00 o'clock now. Why doesn't she just call me on her cell phone," Matt said irritably.
On the road:
Amy drove carefully on the slick streets. *I hate driving in the rain!* she thought disdainfully. As she approached the quiet suburbs that Matt and Jeff lived in, she noticed the entrance to their street was blocked off by a large tree lying in the middle of the road. A fire truck was there putting out the last of the flames licking at the tree that the rain had failed to put out. There were also several tow trucks there to pull the tree out of the way.
"Oh well, I guess I'll take the closest detour," Amy said to herself as she turned onto the street before theirs. "Darn it!" she said, hitting the steering wheel with her hand. "I forgot this street is a dead end." She parked the car off to the side of the street, in the grass. She unlocked the door, *Oh, well, I'll just call Matt and ask him to come to me instead. Then we can get everything in one trip, except the car of course,* Amy thought with a grin. She pulled her cell phone out of her purse, started to dial Matt and Jeff's cell phone number when a gloved fist smashed through the glass. Amy screamed. The mugger opened the door and yanked her out by the hair. She tried to break out of the thief's grip, but it was too strong. The mugger slammed her down onto the wet pavement, her back and arms hitting painfully. She gasped in pain. The jerk got on top of her, grasped her wrists tightly, pinning them to the ground.
"Do you know who I am?" the voice asked her.
"Why? Should I?" Amy shot back.
"You will in time," an evil grin twisted his face through the ski mask.
Amy's breath came in short gasps. *His voice, it's so familiar!*
"I know who you are, and I've been burned once, twice, but this time it is you who will burn Amy dear," he said menacingly. He was pleased to see the fear residing in her hazel eyes.
"Till we meet again." He started to walk away.
Standing up Amy screamed, "No, I want to finish this now!" What do you want from me anyway!" she yelled at him in exasperation. "Everyone, yet only you," he answered calmly. He walked away, through the pouring rain.
"Oh, we will meet again, because now I know who you are." Amy stood there, fear and determination coursing through her blood as the rain poured forth upon her from the dark sky.
The pet in this story is based on our dog, Gina, who is an adult version of the puppy, (Our own Big Baby:)
If you would like to use my story, please ask me first.
Please review, I love feedback! Constructive criticism is fine, but no flames please.
Chapter 7: Revelations
Holding his aching side, Jeff painfully stood up. He turned around and gasped. Nora's face was covered in blood. Forgetting the pain in his side, Jeff quickly knelt down beside her. Gently running his hands down Nora's cheeks, Jeff whispered softly, "Come on Nora, come back to me."
Jeff looked up frantically and noticed Amy running back towards the locker room. *Thank goodness, she's going to get help,* Jeff thought, letting out a deep breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. A shadow crossed in front of Jeff, causing him to look up.
"I think you broke her nose," Matt said gravely, kneeling down beside them. "Here, you need to lift her head up a little bit," Matt said, cautiously sliding his arm under her neck, he lifted her head up slightly. Just then Nora's eyes flickered open, "Jeff, what happened to your hair, why is it streaked with red, it looked just fine blond," Nora said weakly, her fingertips reaching out to touch his hair. Matt and Jeff looked at each other, pained expressions on their faces. Jeff felt sick, as if his heart had plummeted into his stomach. *Oh, geez, she isn't even aware that she's bleeding and it's all my fault,* Jeff thought miserably.
Alas, she felt herself sinking into an inky abyss as the darkness swallowed her up.
Nora's eyes hurt as the bright light penetrated them. Not to mention her face, nose and head. Feeling something warm and comforting against her hand, she turned her head and looked down. Her smaller hand was tucked securely inside both of Jeff's. She smiled softly as she looked at Jeff's sleeping form. He was almost bent in half, his upper shoulders and head resting on the bed, the lower half of him seated in the chair. Gently, Nora began to stroke his hair. A minute later she reluctantly pulled her hand back, noticing the red streaks in his hair. *What is this?* she thought. *It's all sticky.* All the images of earlier flooded her mind.
"Oh, my"... her voice croaked. Her breath coming out in sobs, she frantically tried to pull her hand out of Jeff's , but even in his sleep he wouldn't let her go. Jeff started to stir though, and opened his eyes.
"Hey, hey, take it easy," Jeff said, stroking her cheek, "You're going to be okay." Nora wrapped her arms around Jeff's shoulders, hugging him tightly.
"Jeff, what happened to me?" Hearing the panic in her voice, Jeff wrapped his arms around her protectively and gently rocked her back and forth.
"You don't know?" Jeff asked, slightly surprised. Nora shook her head.
"Jeff broke your nose and gave you a concussion," a voice said as he meandered into the room. "You have a thing for noses don't ya son?"
Jeff frowned darkly, "Thanks, thanks a lot," he muttered. "Nora, you only have a slight concussion," Jeff said gently. Nora didn't know whether to cry her eyes out or slap Steve. "Great diplomacy Austin," Jeff said dryly, obviously irritated.
Austin shrugged, "I just call'em as I see'um."
"He wouldn't know diplomacy if it bit him on the as- I mean kiester," Chris Jericho said as he strode into the room. "You okay honey?" Chris asked gently as he sat down on the edge of the hospital bed. Reluctantly Jeff released her. "I, I think I will be, once my nose heals," Nora replied uncertainly. Gingerly, she felt the white gauze around her nose as Chris gently tucked a blond ringlet behind her ear. Monica skidded to a stop just inside the doorway of Nora's room.
"Are you okay? As soon as Matt called"...
"Matt called you?" Chris asked in disbelief. "So, what hand did you have in this, Monica?" Chris snarled. Monica bowed her head, feeling wounded.
"Chris, shut up! Monica had nothing to do with this, she wasn't even there," Jeff said, clenching and unclenching his fists. Nora covered Jeff's hand with hers, trying to calm him down.
"Well how did Nora?"...
"I broke her nose, okay! I gave her the concussion!"
Open-mouthed, Chris stared at Jeff, "What? How did?"...
"I'll explain later, okay Chris," Nora said quietly. "Guys, thanks for coming, but could you give Jeff and I a minute alone please. They all nodded and started to leave.
"Well, you take it easy darlin," Austin drawled. "Didn't mean to scare ya," he said apologetically. With a wink, he sauntered out of the room.
"I can't believe this," Jeff said, putting his head in his hands. "It's all my fault." Nora rubbed his back gently.
"Accidents happen, sometimes events happen that are beyond our control."
"Yeah, but I let you down."
"No you didn't," Nora said gently. "I know you would never hurt me intentionally. Besides, you did the best you could and that's all any of us can do," Nora said. She wrapped her arms around Jeff's waist in a gentle hug. Jeff pulled out of her embrace and tenderly looked down at her.
"You know, I prayed tonight that I wasn't going to hurt you," he said thoughtfully, lightly resting his chin on top of her head.
Nora leaned her head against his chest, listening to his heart beat. "Thank you," Nora said softly.
2 weeks later, in North Carolina:
Matt looked at his watch. Taking a deep breath, Matt looked up and said, "Okay, it's January 10th, a little late for a Christmas gift, I know, but," he stopped, noticing Amy's reflection staring at him in the mirror. Quickly, he turned around.
She looked at him, an amused expression on her face, "Talking to yourself again Matt," she said, stifling a laugh as she walked into the living room.
"Actually," Matt said as he caught up to her, "I wanted to talk to you." Quickly he pushed her down onto the sofa and said, "Wait here, I'll be right back."
"Hey, what's the big idea!" Amy yelled as he disappeared into the kitchen.
"Close your eyes and hold out your hands," Matt commanded. Gently, Matt placed the little, wriggling animal in her arms. Amy opened her eyes and found herself face-to-face with a pair of velvety brown eyes.
"Oh my gosh!" Amy squealed in delight. "This is so sweet, thank you!" Amy exclaimed. She got up and wrapped her free arm around Matt's neck in a big hug. "It's so cute!" Amy said, with a smile that lit up her whole face. "Is it male or female?" Amy asked.
"Female," Matt replied. "She's an Italian Neapolitan Mastiff."
"Wow, I've heard of Mastiffs, don't they grow to be enormous dogs?"
"150 pounds worth," Matt said grinning.
Amy's eyes widened, "I like a challenge."
"I knew you'd want a big dog," Matt replied with a smile.
"So how did you find her? Mastiffs aren't usually found in pet stores."
Matt shook his head, "I went to the animal shelter, took one look at her and knew you'd love her. I asked what kind of dog she was and the woman gave me a brochure. The rest is history," Matt said with a smile.
"She's such a pretty color," Amy said, noticing the rich, mocha/gray of her coat.
"Her color is called blue, but don't ask me why."
"What's her name?" Amy asked as she stroked the little puppy's velvety nose.
"The shelter found her yesterday, by the side of the road, lying next to her mother. The mother had been hit by a car and didn't make it," Matt said sadly.
"Oh, poor baby," Amy cooed.
Matt nodded and continued, "There was a litter of three puppies but this little one is the only survivor," Matt said pointing at the puppy in Amy's lap. "The girl at the shelter thinks she is about 3 months old. She has all her shots, except she hasn't been spayed yet. The brochure recommends that they not be spayed or neutered until they are at least 4 months old. Anyway, since the shelter just got her yesterday, they haven't had a chance to name her yet, so you get to name her," Matt said with a smile, scratching the little dog behind the ears. The little puppy kept her head down as Matt continued his ministrations. "Hey, I think she likes that," Matt said, smiling. All of a sudden she started barking and whimpering.
"I'll bet she's hungry," Amy said looking at Matt. "Oh no!" Amy said with a gasp, practically dumping the puppy in Matt's arms, she rushed towards the front door.
"Hey, wait a second, where are you going?" Matt asked, rushing after her, the puppy still in his arms.
Amy stopped and turned around, "I have to go get dog supplies for, for her," Amy said, pointing at the little ball of softness in Matt's arms. "Shoot, plus I have to go to the grocery store to get the food platter, sodas and the cake for the shower this afternoon!"
"Calm down okay, I'll get dog supplies for you," Matt said easily.
Amy stopped babbling and stared at him, her eyes wide. "You will?" she asked in surprise.
"Sure, I mean, you've been here since 10:00 am this morning decorating the living room for the shower, while Jeff and I were at the gym. I figure it's the least we can do. We'll even take the dog with us," Matt offered, hoping he wasn't biting off more than he could chew.
"Oh, you're a doll!" Amy said, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thank you."
*Oh boy! I don't know anything about dog shopping, Jeff buys everything for Liger. Well, hopefully Jeff won't mind going with me or letting the dog ride with us,* Matt thought with a gulp.
An hour later Matt and Jeff walked through the front door carrying an armload of dog supplies. As Matt and Jeff put the bags on the kitchen table, Jeff glanced at Matt out of the corner of his eye and asked, "So, you gonna tell Amy that I helped you?" Jeff asked cheekily, a sly grin on his face.
"No, not unless she asks- or you tell her," Matt said pointedly, giving Jeff a look.
Jeff glanced at his watch, "Oh, shoot! I have to go pick up Nora. She wanted to get here a little early, because she offered to help Amy with the food.
Matt looked down at his own watch, "Well, Amy should be back within the next half-hour, and the shower doesn't start until 2, so we have plenty of time."
After Jeff left, Matt took Puppy out into the fenced-in backyard.
"How about a little bit of exercise huh, girl?" Matt said, putting Puppy on the ground.
Jeff unlocked the door letting himself and Nora in.
"Matt!" Jeff yelled. No answer. *Probably he's outside with the dog,* Jeff thought. Nora followed Jeff down the hallway but stopped when she caught a glimpse of herself in the full length mirror. Jeff had just set the keys down on the table, when he heard a soft wail behind him. He turned around and quickened his steps as he walked towards Nora. Jeff wound his arms around her waist and rested his chin on Nora's shoulder. "What's wrong?" Jeff asked, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Nora turned around in Jeff's arms.
"My nose, can you see the bruising around it? I knew I should have put make-up on it," Nora fretted.
"Sweetheart, you look beautiful," Jeff said patiently.
"Really?" Nora asked, smiling.
"Yes, really," Jeff said reassuringly, kissing her softly on the nose.
"Where's Amy?" Nora asked as her and Jeff walked into the kitchen.
"Well, she should be here with Matt. I'm guessing they're in the backyard."
"You guessed wrong," Matt said with a frown, as he closed the glass door behind him. "Amy hasn't returned yet, and I'm getting worried about her." Just then the doorbell rang. Matt handed the puppy to Jeff and raced for the door.
"Oh, hey, Trish, Jessica, Monica," Matt said dully.
"Nice to see you to Matt," Trish replied.
"Amy hasn't come back yet from the store," Jeff explained.
"When did she leave?" Monica asked concerned.
"She left at 11:30 and it's 1:00 o'clock now. Why doesn't she just call me on her cell phone," Matt said irritably.
On the road:
Amy drove carefully on the slick streets. *I hate driving in the rain!* she thought disdainfully. As she approached the quiet suburbs that Matt and Jeff lived in, she noticed the entrance to their street was blocked off by a large tree lying in the middle of the road. A fire truck was there putting out the last of the flames licking at the tree that the rain had failed to put out. There were also several tow trucks there to pull the tree out of the way.
"Oh well, I guess I'll take the closest detour," Amy said to herself as she turned onto the street before theirs. "Darn it!" she said, hitting the steering wheel with her hand. "I forgot this street is a dead end." She parked the car off to the side of the street, in the grass. She unlocked the door, *Oh, well, I'll just call Matt and ask him to come to me instead. Then we can get everything in one trip, except the car of course,* Amy thought with a grin. She pulled her cell phone out of her purse, started to dial Matt and Jeff's cell phone number when a gloved fist smashed through the glass. Amy screamed. The mugger opened the door and yanked her out by the hair. She tried to break out of the thief's grip, but it was too strong. The mugger slammed her down onto the wet pavement, her back and arms hitting painfully. She gasped in pain. The jerk got on top of her, grasped her wrists tightly, pinning them to the ground.
"Do you know who I am?" the voice asked her.
"Why? Should I?" Amy shot back.
"You will in time," an evil grin twisted his face through the ski mask.
Amy's breath came in short gasps. *His voice, it's so familiar!*
"I know who you are, and I've been burned once, twice, but this time it is you who will burn Amy dear," he said menacingly. He was pleased to see the fear residing in her hazel eyes.
"Till we meet again." He started to walk away.
Standing up Amy screamed, "No, I want to finish this now!" What do you want from me anyway!" she yelled at him in exasperation. "Everyone, yet only you," he answered calmly. He walked away, through the pouring rain.
"Oh, we will meet again, because now I know who you are." Amy stood there, fear and determination coursing through her blood as the rain poured forth upon her from the dark sky.
The pet in this story is based on our dog, Gina, who is an adult version of the puppy, (Our own Big Baby:)