Home again, Casey rummaged in the fridge. This time he found bacon, a couple of hamburger patties, three pizza slices wrapped in aluminum foil, and another bottle of water.
He raced back to Nashoba. Once there, he dumped all the food in front of the animal, then stood in front of him while Nashoba devoured everything. He offered more water, too, which Nashoba drank.
“You want more?” Casey asked. Not getting any more answers than before, he said. “I’ll get some.” He turned toward home. As he stepped from among the trees, he saw his father’s truck in the driveway.