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His phone buzzes. The caller ID: .

Cordelia, smug in Arlo’s arms. Bruce, holding the slobbery ball, looking up at his humans. Waiting. my-wife-knot-my-dog

She blinks. He opens the carrier.

Arlo watches. He has not felt that joy since signing his divorce papers six months ago. His phone buzzes

You miss the way he untangles your hair after a shower. smug in Arlo’s arms. Bruce

She leaves. Arlo closes the door. He and Cordelia stare at each other.

You were never good at knots, you know. You tied everything too tight. The marriage. Your expectations. My leash.