“Why that lousy good-for-nothing brother-in-law,” she said. “He has cleaned me out.” Even the Dogeeliscious biscuits were gone.
Her dog whined.
As she stared at the bare shelves, her brother-in-law walked in the door. “I gave everything to the community food pantry,” he said. “I won the Dogeeliscious contest. The whole family leaves tomorrow for a pet-friendly luxury hotel in Bermuda, all expenses paid.
“Yes, you too, Rover,” he told the dog.
Mavis waited to wake up. Miracles didn’t happen. Did they?