I have loved Virgil since the rainy day he found me at the bus stop. The cold in my bones had numbed me to almost everything, but his hands when they picked me up were warm. The first warmth I'd ever felt in years.

I love him when he's home. Love him when he's at work. Love him when he's asleep, and when he's awake too. Love him when he buys me chew toys. Love him when we eat dinner together. Love him when he takes me to the park, and...