Chapter 1

I knelt down next to Marley, "Marley. Please. Please don't die. Do it for me, for Jenny…for the kids." I sat there crying waiting for her to die…she lie there falling asleep when I heard my son Connor calling me, "Daddy…Daddy? Are you…crying? What's happening? What's going on?" He was only eight at the time…he didn't know why his Daddy was crying. I spoke to him calmly, "Connor…look," I abruptly stopped. I saw Connor glance down at Marley, "Is…is…Marley dying?" he looked up at me with horror in his eyes. I didn't know what to say to him…he was only eight…he was so close to Marley, "son…he might be." That was all I could get in before my Connor broke into tears. It was so painful to watch him cry over his close dying dog. I didn't know how to deal with this. I sat there with Connor as we both cried next to Marley as he was sleeping knowing how it would be that next morning. We thought we'd have to bury him in the backyard. Connor fell asleep with his head on the dog's warm fur in the family room. I stayed up watching Marley sleep and just stared at him that night. I still remember in the middle of the night when all the sudden Connor screamed and woke up. I asked him what was wrong and he said to me, "Daddy…Marley died" and he broke into tears again. "son, Son, it was just a dream…we don't know he passed away just yet for sure" I said to him trying to reassure him, but it obviously wasn't working. He finally was able to cry himself back to sleep with tear stains all down his face. I tried to calm him, but I just wasn't good at it. It's also hard to calm a little boy down when not only do you have to calm him down, but you must calm yourself first.