Chapter 13

Nick drew away first. “I will be back,” he said. “You can count on that. Call it a promise, a threat, or a dare.” With a grin and a wink, he turned to the door and walked out without looking back again. When Cedric gave small whine, Caleb almost wanted to do the same thing. 5

The next three days felt like the longest of Caleb’s life. When the three days stretched into four and finally five, the only thing that kept him halfway sane was trying to keep up with the antics of Nick’s crazy dog. That pup was a pistol. From what Nick had said, the dog was five or six years old, but Caleb’s youngest herd dog pups weren’t half as wild and goofy.

Huh, they say Aussies and Heelers are high energy. Maybe this little guy needs to work, too. What can a four-footed dust mop do? Guess I could send him under the bed to round up the dust bunnies.