But I love you
Pepper Scott
“When you love somebody, you just want to be close to them, hold them tight, lock your eyes on them, and cover them with kisses.”
That, I think, is how Jolie defines love.
Her little tongue is almost always hanging out, ready for action—the action of love.
Each afternoon she would tumble in to find Terry, hook her paw over his arm, pinning it down, and then drench him in the wild, messy devotion only she could give.
Terry was, and forever will be, her Daddy.
And somehow, when the world shifted that day, she knew. She climbed onto the bed, pressed the gentlest kiss against his cheek, and then settled into stillness beside him, as if love could also mean silence, as if loyalty could take the shape of breath held steady.
That fierce, rough-sounding girl revealed herself then—not as loud, not as wild, but as the most faithful heart I have ever known.
Sammie was Jolie's first "victim" of love.