She looked at what she had written down eleven months earlier.
Lose weight
New job
Save money
Less alcohol
Get a dog
She looked at the single tick and chewed on her pencil. Flipping the page over, she started a new list.
Adam. Told me not to gain weight.
Mike. Told me my job was a waste of time.
Nick. Told me that my flat was pathetic.
Lisa. Told me I was a sloppy drunk.
She looked down at Scout who cocked her head in return.
“We’ve got some work to do sweet girl.”
She scratched out Adam’s name first.
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