Starting Fresh Again
I thanked Marla for everything. “Time to go home, Rocky,” I said, clipping the leash to his collar. As we headed for the exit, I felt a mix of emotions—relief, joy, even a bit of anxiety.
But deep down, I knew we just needed time. “A fresh start for both of us,” I added, determined to make up for the lost years.
Rocky looked up at me, eyes trusting and hopeful. Together, we stepped out into the new beginning.