" and accepted the advances of another suitor. Nowadays, whenever he saw her around town with her family, he tipped his hat and quickly walked away as a sickening feeling filled his gut. Not for the first time, he wondered if he shouldn’t get a pet to cure his loneliness; at least then he wouldn’t have to come home to an empty house. “Maybe a dog,” he muttered to himself as Frank Sinatra began to croon from the living room. At least he had his work. Being an officer of the law had always seemed to fit Huck just right. He was good at "

― Dorothy Garlock , Take Me Home