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- Unable to sleep , he looks around the all too empty room, letting his gaze fall upon the leash, which still hangs from the peg by the door.
- It seems to wait patiently, ever ready for the next big adventure.
- The sickness took Max quickly rather than dragging out the pain for weeks, maybe even months.
- As his eyes well up, he realizes for the first time how much his grief weighs, how hard it is even to rise with such a heaviness inside.
- I thought you might be here. I miss him, too, Jake. More than you'll ever know.
- Though he knows in some way he should be thankful for just-having their time together-those moments forever etched in his heart. Somehow, he is missing the years that could have been.
- I hope that by sleeping into the darkness of a nap, I will temporarily mask my sorrow.
- It is then he hears a shuffle from behind and turns to see Martha standing in the doorway, her shoulder resting against the frame.
- I guess you do know, don't you, Jake.
- It is then he hears a shuffle from behind and turns to see Martha standing in the doorway, her shoulder resting against the frame.
- Jake's eyes snap open, he quickly turns to the side. But like his aching heart, the spot where Max always sat on the couch remains empty. He takes in a deep breath - really more of a sigh- and squeezes his eyes closed.
- There's a faraway melancholy tone to her voice, but he knows herheart, like his, has a hole too big to fill.
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