It was the saddest story I had ever heard.
And that's saying something, because—as a professional sad-story-hearer—I hear a *lot* of sad stories.
It really is a terrible profession, but I don't want to be part of the problem.
I'd rather hang out with my dog on a porch.
Unless my dog has other plans.
In which case, I'll have to wait until Saturday, when we rotate the precedence wheel and I (not my dog or wife) get to pick which movie we watch (as well as everything else).
The preceding was a story you participated in on Saturday, November 1 2014. The sentence in bold is yours.
Story prompt by Casey Kolderup. Sentences in this story path were contributed by aparrish, Jake, eden rohatensky, Erica, and SS Ghot Z.