I wasn't expecting one of the bodies to be that of a dog.
Clark is 15 in this story, right? I keep wondering why people confuse him as someone old enough to work and/or drive a car. Fifteen is old enough to be confused as older.
I'm glad he found a warm and safe place to sleep, but I am worried about the social workers he'll find waiting for him when he awakes. That woman who gave him the chocolate seemed with it enough to know that his story doesn't add up.
Now, that Clark has befriended the dog, I'm afraid what will happen should the homeless man die and Clark becomes a dog-owner. The friendship would be a positive one, but I'm worried what might happen to the dog out on the streets with a young man hardly able to care for himself. Let's hope the homeless man recovers.
