Reverie pg.8 (Patreon)

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Last page, just a portrait of Jane from a day we went walking in Silver Lake, taking pictures of flowers for a sleeve tattoo I was designing. My friend Steve, who is mentioned in the story, had told me to take pictures of my puppy because they grow up fast, and I am glad I did (this was before smart phones, so more forethought went into snapping a photo). She was estimated to be 9 months old when I adopted her in early October, and it was mid-November when she died.