Jay



In my room, I found garments that would fit Fin, and we changed out of our travelling clothes.

The stray dog followed me whenever I emerged into the yard. By the time he’d followed us to School Lodge, he’d decided Fin wasn’t a threat, but he didn’t come inside when Pickle barked at our approach. It was getting dark by then.

Inside, I bent to rub Pickle’s ears, and Fin joined me, gingerly stroking the back o...