As the rescue team drove away, Henry felt a profound sense of relief. The oppressive atmosphere of Mr. Carlton’s house seemed to lift, leaving behind a newfound clarity. The dog, no longer a silent sentinel, now nuzzled Mr. Carlton’s leg, offering comfort and companionship in this moment of transition.
In the days that followed, Mr. Carlton began to open up more. The house, once cloaked in an eerie silence, now resonated with the old man’s stories about the wolf. He spoke of the times when she would curl up beside him on cold nights, of the joy she had brought him despite the isolation.