For my sweet Tanto, who passed away while I was working on this book…
I’ll never regret the years we had together. The cuddles, kisses, and even the love bites. I only wish we’d had more time. I’ll miss you sleeping in your bed under my desk while I work on my stories, sitting on my feet when my toes were cold, or listening to you have conversations with the bird.
Rest in peace, my precious furbaby.