At exactly 6:30 that evening, the shelter lights dimmed for the night.
Not completely. Just enough for the bright fluorescent buzz above the kennels to soften into a dull yellow glow that made the whole room feel quieter… sadder somehow.
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At exactly 6:30 that evening, the shelter lights dimmed for the night.
Not completely. Just enough for the bright fluorescent buzz above the kennels to soften into a dull yellow glow that made the whole room feel quieter… sadder somehow.
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