"Nah, Bobby hasn't got any dogs these days. Don't worry. I've got you, yeah?" Sam was never quite sure how much of what Harry was saying was just joking and how much was him joking to cover up actual feelings of unease. He leaned over to kiss his cheek after parking the car, then he got out. He walked around to open the door for Harry and held his hand out.

"Let's go inside. It should be warmer there."

Unless it was like that one winter when the heating had been out. That had sucked.