Chapter 10 A Wolfdog

"You ditched school to buy a dog?"Ebony's curly black hair was up in a bun, her dark brown skin and chocolate-colored eyes framed by loose curls she’d purposefully left out. She was tall and slim, and I’d always been jealous of how long her arms were.
Yes, it was a stupid thing to be jealous about, but short arms suck.
"You don't even really like dogs,” she reminded me.