Travel writer Trek stops in a small New Mexico town for gas only to have his car and dog Commando stolen while he’s in the quick stop. As much as he loves his restored 1959 Plymouth Fury, he loves his rescued Pit Bull even more. As any robbed person would, he calls the cops. The officer who shows up is gruff at first but soon reveals his kind and caring side. Commando bites the thief enough to cause him to crash before he reaches the freeway. Now without wheels, Trek has problems. And the bite creates an added one -- Commando has to be in quarantine for two weeks and cannot leave the county! Since Trek won’t leave him, what happens now? Dan is a country boy at heart, and shy when he isn’t able to hide in his uniform. Dashing and 28e Trek fascinates but also scares him. Still he is moved to make the visitor’s mandatory stay in Alamo Junction as pleasant as possible. Soon some benefits come with the new friendship. Still, two weeks pass too fast putting Trek on the road again. Dan had never realized how lonely he’s been. Now he does and even the sweet dog he adopts doesn’t really ease the pain. Does he dare to hope that Trek may pass his way again?

Dogjacked

They ate a fast breakfast the morning Trek decided to leave, mostly quiet but for a little idle, meaningless chitchat. Afterwards, Trek finished gathering up his things and loaded the rental which Trek had arranged to have returned later. Commando hopped right in, ready to go wherever it went. He seemed to have taken over the rented GMC Denali and made it his own.


Dan stood aside to watch, mute and miserable. He was almost ready to beg, but he wouldn’t, couldn’t. What good would one more day do, anyway? Trek was going to go, he had to go. He was a traveler, not a stay-home small town sort of guy.


Chapter 18