There’s always a backdoor—you just need to know how to find it. In Roxy’s case, the way-in was animals. She adored them, specially dolphins and whales.
I’d never have got through the iron gates and security cameras at the front, where her fans and the paps waited. But tomorrow, when I take her to the aquarium, I’ll go down on one knee and she’ll be mine.
The snap of Rover’s leg in my hands still haunts me. But he’ll be running around soon. The break was clean and Roxy ensured he had the best vets money could buy.