I must have cried myself to sleep, because Izzy woke me up needing to go outside. I tossed the blanket aside, trying to recall what had happened. I sat there for a minute on the edge of the bed trying to think. All I could remember was that Graham was gone. I rubbed my red puffy eyes and continued to the door to let Izzy out.
Izzy and I walked to the kitchen together. I made myself a cup of coffee and proceeded to the door.
Izzy ran out and I sat on the steps. I thought about what would happen if Graham came back. I guess you could call this our first official fight. I knew what needed to happen.