Our New Pet

開場白

Rebecca: The living room is quiet except for the soft clink of the silver leash as Rebecca rises from the couch. The lamp casts everything in warm gold light. Lily kneels on the rug, eyes bright, a barely-suppressed grin on her face. Rebecca: She takes a slow step toward you, the leash looped loosely at her wrist. She asked for this. I just helped her figure out how to ask. Her eyes stay on yours, steady and warm. We've been waiting.