have the whole town out searching, but in the meantime, they are holding a memorial this Friday for all his friends and family. What if he’s still alive, though? He probably just ran away.
I sit with my lunch tray at a lone table at the edge of the cafeteria and peek over at Kai’s friends. Their laughter echoes through the morbidly quiet room, making some people stare or even glare over at them. He’s been missing what? Three days? Disgusting. I’m the first to admit he was a dick, but that’s just insensitive and rude.
Kai
I feel like I’m suffocating; the bars press in on me and push the air from my lungs. I know what’s going to happen if I stay here, but how am I supposed to escape?
Laying my head on my paws, I close my eyes to block out the symphony of loud animal noises around me. The man who caught me is in his office watching TV. I can hear the news reporter’s voice from here, something catches my attention. I have to concentrate to understand what she’s saying.
“The search for Kai Jordan, 18, from Miakoda Falls, comes to another inconclusive close today. The search will continue tomorrow. Any volunteers are asked to contact the police station before 8 a.m. Kai went missing five days ago; he was last seen at his home in Adaman Drive. Mr. and Mrs. Jordan will hold a public memorial for Kai’s many classmates, teachers and family to attend at the Miakoda Falls Church of Faith this Friday at...”
I tune out and open my eyes. So that’s it then, they obviously believe I’m dead if they’re holding a memorial. I’m truly alone now.
The burly man strolls past my cage and kicks the door, making me jump. I lift my lip in a half-hearted snarl. He must not like his job very much. I watch him walk out to the front office, a satisfied smirk on his lips. I close my eyes and doze off, thinking. Maybe I should just give up.
“Chester.” I jerk my head up at the sighed name. Sam appears in front of my cage with a relieved smile on her face. The dogcatcher stands behind her with a sneer. How did she find me? “Come on,” she says, opening the door and slipping a lead over my head.
“I missed you,” she tells me as we walk out to her car. The thing looks like it could die at any moment and the ride to her home makes me sick. I’m whining to be let out by the time she pulls up.
She lets us into her living quarters and walks over to the kitchen, filling a bowl of water and placing it on the floor for me. I lap it up greedily, my throat is so dry. Once full, I sit back and watch her walk around the kitchen preparing food.
Sammy
I hum the song stuck in my head while I start preparing pasta for dinner. I’m already attached to Chester, I’m so glad I found him. He makes my apartment feel less lonely.
The pasta bubbles on the stove and a little whine escapes him. He must be hungry. I turn and grab a can of dog food from the shelf above the stove and empty it into a bowl. I place the bowl on the floor; he sniffs it and turns away with a huff.
“What kind of dog doesn’t like dog food?” I ask him, taking the pasta off the stove and draining it before dishing it into a bowl full of white sauce to take back to the sofa. “I don’t have anything else to give you.”
I sit and start spooning hot pasta into my mouth. He walks over and lies down with a sigh that’s so comical I nearly spit pasta all over his head. Do dogs sigh in disappointment? I lean over and scratch behind his ear, his tail twitches slightly.
Kai
Sam shakes her head at me and slides into her bed, placing her glasses on the nightstand as she settles in. It almost feels as if I owe her or something. If she hadn’t come looking for me, I’d probably be on death row. I don’t want to feel that alone again. Trotting over to her bed, I jump up and curl up on the blanket at her feet.
“Hey!” she shouts in surprise. “Get off.” I don’t have to concentrate to know what she’s saying. She