Auntie dear

His tail wagged gently as she picked up the bag, and the belongings he could think to bring for her. He longed to pester her with questions, to enquiry exactly why she was here, and what was going on. He was considerate enough to leave well enough alone, however. That she was out here away from her comfort seemed pretty telling to him. He didn’t want to make anything harder for her.

“Uhhh.. he didn’t exactly say I couldn’t come.” He said, pointing out the greatest loophole of all in the rules of adults. His dad didn’t say he could come, but he hadn’t said no, either.