It’s been a week and Stormy the German Shepherd won’t leave the barn, not for anything. Wayne’s terrified, not that he’ll admit it, and you’re just as nervous.

You had hardly left the barn, too worried about Stormy, sitting right by her the whole time.

Katy had set up a couch for you to sleep on inside, but when Wayne came down to say goodnight you weren’t there.

He walked into the barn and saw you curled up on the hay with Stormy.