The park is quiet tonight. More than normal. Alice can feel it too.
My poodle and I normally come here during the day.
It's only us and a man with a golden retriever who Alice keeps yelping at.
This is not like her at all.
I think that I know that retriever, but not the man.
He just stares at me as we walk past him towards the exit.
I open the gate and a sweet aroma suddenly takes my breath away.
Alice yelps frantically as my body gives out.
The dog belongs to the girl from the missing posters.
›The brief
Constraint
The word "owner" never appears in the piece.
Turn target
The last line reveals how she knows.