Chapter 56

Goodbye, Mr. Biscuit!

Grandma, Ella, and a few laborers were all tears when Brian drove into the compound and rushed into the living room. He scarcely could ask anyone what the problem was because everyone was sober and all tears. He stood gaping, confused about his next line of action. Thought of Mr. Biscuit struck in his head and he made to its room, combing around for it.

“Mr. Biscuit! Mr. Biscuit!” he chanted as he left to search in his room. The moment he opened the door, on the floor was a figure covered with a sheet. His hands convulsed massively as he squatted to unveil the figure. And when he did the lifeless body of Mr. Biscuit flashed before his eyes. The pet died the moment it stopped falling early hours in the morning. Brian stroked its fluffy hairs and felt how cold they were now. The smart dog had died with its pink tongue stuck out; it lay helplessly on the floor with all its limbs falling to the left side and a lump of blood had caked under its lower man