My caller ID said Sally. “Howdy. What’s up?”
“Are you busy later? I need you to do me a huge favor.”
“I’m not and what can I do?”
“That stuffed shirt mother likes is taking me to the park after church to prove he can commune with nature. I want you to take Duke and Duchess there, let them play in the water and when they hear my voice they’ll come running and shake cool water and maybe a little mud all over us.”
“He’s good looking and has money; why not give him a chance?”
“I have. He only talks about his education, his job, and his money. Boring! And, he doesn’t like animals. I can’t tolerate him.”
“Got it. What time?”
“11:30 and if this works I’ll even pay for the dogs next grooming.”
“Now there’s a deal.”
As Sally got ready for church she purposely picked an outfit she thought Dillon wouldn’t care for, slipped into scruffy flats and added a gaudy necklace then let her barely curly hair hang instead of spending time making it straight and smooth. The look on Dillon’s face when he saw her told her she had achieved her goal. He was wearing a charcoal gray Armani suit and alligator shoes. During the sermon he didn’t sit so his hip touched hers. What a relief!
Later at the park Sally acted as silly as she dared and sure enough when the dogs heard her laugh they came running, stopped abruptly by her legs and shook. Dillon stood horrified, looking down at his soiled clothes. Sally said, “What can I say. I told you I was a dog magnet.” She patted the dogs and gave a thumbs up sign to their owner.
Dillon took her home for the last time.
In response to the prompt “cool water” from Charli Mills at Carrot Ranch Literary