Chapter 7

“Hey,” said Kayla, with a question in her voice. “What’s up?”

“See this?” She brandished the bowl like a weapon. “Does this come from you? Does it?”

Reese came up behind Kayla. “Can we help you?”

“I don’t believe you can,” the woman said. “The damage is already done. And I may have to take her to the vet…”

Reese cut in, “Look, we have no idea what you’re talking about. Please explain—we didn’t realize we had done anything to you or your…?”

“Dog,” spat the woman, “My little Fifi. She ate whatever crap you put out in your two mutts’ bowls, and now she’s sick. I may have to take her to the vet.”

Kayla inserted quietly, “You said that.”