Tang Xiaonan couldn't help looking at Jim Thorne, wondering how he was going to get out of this lie. Phoebe Huxley had said earlier that morning that she wanted to get a dog, but she hadn't found the right one yet. However, their maternal grandfather's dog was about to have puppies, so the family would have some soon.
Jim Thorne said calmly, "Oh, the dog from my dream. His name is Bowy, and we were super close. He ate with me, slept with me... a real shame he fell to his death in my dream last night. Tonight, I'm planning to dream him back to life."
Tang Xiaonan's eyes widened. 'Holy shit, he can even talk his way out of that? My third brother is incredible!'
The villagers burst out laughing again. Someone teased him on purpose, "Jim, what's the good in dreaming about a dog? Why not dream about a wife? Wouldn't it be nice to have a wife eat with you and sleep with you?"
Jim Thorne snorted dismissively. "What do I need a wife for? I can barely feed myself!"
