Dog Healer of Sorrow

Tonight Bill and I were walking home from playing fetch in the rain with Lily at the baseball field. We saw a young woman we know on our street sitting in the rain and crying. She told us she wanted to end her life. "She won't give me the knife," the man standing next to her said. "She said she'd just go get another one." I told her that we'd be devastated if she hurt herself. "Your son would miss you." Lily jumped on her lap and licked her tears."You tell her, Lily," I said, "tell her how we'd miss her."