I Am Number Four
“I let him outside. He patrols the yard, rushing along with his nose to the ground. Once he’s covered all four corners he bolts across the yard and disappears into the woods. I close the door and jump into the shower. I walk out ten minutes later and he’s back inside, sitting on the couch. His tail wags when he sees me.
“You let him in?” I ask Henri, who is at the kitchen table with his laptop open and four newspapers stacked in front of him.
“Yes.”
After a quick breakfast, we head out. Bernie K...osar rushes ahead of us, then stops and sits looking up at the passenger door of the truck.
“That’s kind of weird, don’t you think?” I say.
Henri shrugs. “Apparently he’s no stranger to car rides. Let him in.”
I open the door and he jumps in. He sits in the middle seat with his tongue dangling. When we pull out of the driveway he moves into my lap and paws at the window. I roll it down and he sticks half his body out, mouth still open, the wind flapping his ears. Three miles later Henri pulls in to the school.MoreLess
“You let him in?” I ask Henri, who is at the kitchen table with his laptop open and four newspapers stacked in front of him.
“Yes.”
After a quick breakfast, we head out. Bernie K...osar rushes ahead of us, then stops and sits looking up at the passenger door of the truck.
“That’s kind of weird, don’t you think?” I say.
Henri shrugs. “Apparently he’s no stranger to car rides. Let him in.”
I open the door and he jumps in. He sits in the middle seat with his tongue dangling. When we pull out of the driveway he moves into my lap and paws at the window. I roll it down and he sticks half his body out, mouth still open, the wind flapping his ears. Three miles later Henri pulls in to the school.MoreLess
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