Chapter 47

“I can sit here, right?” I asked, eyeing the dog wearily. “Or have I been demoted to the back?”

“Get in. It’s past Sammy’s bedtime. We need to get home.”

I sat down and pulled the door shut. Sammy immediately jumped onto my legs and tried to lick my face. I patted her head then gently pushed her down into a sitting position.

“How you holding up?” Rick asked softly.

“I’m okay for now. I don’t ever think I’ve felt this heartbroken.”

“He sounds like an amazing man. You said he’s coming out for Christmas, right? I can’t wait to meet him.”

“You’ll love him, Rick. He’s so down to earth. He’d love this little mutt, too.”

Rick glanced at me as he made the turn that put up on the north side of the airport, heading toward the 202. “I’m surprised you’re letting her on your lap, Marty. You never wanted to touch her before.”

“She’s okay,” I replied, looking into her brown doggie eyes.

“Hmm,” he said.