The following weeks were lived more happily than usual. The sun had come again to stay, announcing the definite arrival of spring. The weather was warm and everybody seemed more cheerful and in good spirits. Will had been caught in all that bliss and shared it happily with his new four-legged friend which proved to be a faithful companion.

Will chose Boris for his name and the dog seemed to like it. Every time Will entered the apartment after a work's day the animal went to the door to receive him bursting with happiness, nonetheless he was very peaceful and well behaved. They usually took long walks together and at night the animal liked to sleep by Will's bedroom door like a true guardian. This, however did not stop Will from having his usual nightmares every night, he would wake up screaming with Boris beside him with a concerned look, then Will used to get up and sit by the window watching the night sky, because he knew he would not sleep again.

In one particularly hot evening Will and Boris got out for one of their walks. The streets were almost deserted because it was almost dinner time and in the air hovered the scent of pollen and heat. Boris walked eagerly in front of his owner and they roamed the streets for a long time. After a while Will noticed they were next to the bookstore, Boris was happy to be there and showed he wanted to get inside. Will had the habit to go to the bookstore every week at least once, to visit Julia, who was always happy to see him especially when he would bring Boris along. He had not seen Emily again, and he had not gained courage to ask Julia about her granddaughter. However the desire to see her again was not mitigated, and whenever he entered the shop he secretly wished she would be there.

But on that particular afternoon the shop was closed.

"Today we have no luck buddy." Will said to the dog. "We get back tomorrow, I'm sure Julia will have cookies for you then."

Then Will remembered he had no food at the house, not for him nor for Boris, so he decided they should look around for a store where they could buy supplies. He didn't know that part of town well, but still they started looking for an open store, and only much later they found a convenience store with the lights on. Will fastened Boris on the street next to the door and got inside as the sky began to darken.

The store was big and cold, there were only a few costumers inside and a man behind the counter that only lifted his eyes from the magazine he was reading to see him come in. Will was walking through the store calmly putting in the basked what he needed, when he saw Emily appear on the other end of the corridor leaning inside a freezer. Immediately he felt his heart race and the blood rush to his face, he was so abashed that he dropped the pack of rice he had in hands causing a loud bang. The girl looked in his direction upon hearing the loud noise and was visibly stunned to find him. Will was frozen, unsure if he should grab the package from the floor or go to Emily to greet her, but in the meantime she was already walking towards him looking slightly discomforted. Will smile the best he could, too nervous and absorbed in her elegant figure to move.

"It's Will right?" she asked not knowing what else to say since he was completely mute.

"Yes. Hello Emily how are you?" he tried to boot up from his idiot attitude, and stretched out his hand with a warm smile.

"I wasn't expecting to find you here." She said ignoring his question and shaking his hand gently.

"Yes, we got lost, and apparently have no dinner at home." He said more distractedly. She looked around to search for who else besides him he was talking about but they were the only ones inside the store now. She seemed slightly uneasy by the reference of a third person, Will wanted to explain her that it was his dog but that attitude surprised him and he preferred to leave her in doubt.

Meanwhile a man who had entered the shop was walking towards them, as Emily felt his presence prepared to say goodbye to Will, but the man approached them both calmly.

"Good evening. I'll have to ask you to accompany me to the counter." The man was tall and strong and Will looked at him incredulously for such a request, he searched the man with his eyes looking for something that showed he was a cop, but he found nothing. It was Emily who spoke.

"I still haven't finished my shopping." She spoke slightly indignant and irritated by the strange approach.

"I see you did not understand, follow me, both, to the counter." And saying this he took from his jacket a shining gun and pointed it towards them. "Quietly." He added.

Emily gasped and Will was startled but kept his cold blood.

"Well, there's no need for turmoil." Said Will calmly, holding Emily's hand as he felt she was frozen with fear. He pulled her and they started walking towards the counter while the man jabbed the gun against his back.