Fuzzy Logic by Susan C. Daffron

Author:Susan C. Daffron [Daffron, Susan C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Magic Fur Press
Published: 2014-06-15T00:00:00+00:00

Angie assured Jan that everything was fine with Bruce and encouraged her to go out and have a good time. “You never do anything fun. Live a little!” Although Angie’s comment about her lack of social life was a little insensitive, Jan was secretly relieved not to be spending more time with her mother and her crystals. Unfortunately, being with Michael was becoming more complicated. She was starting to enjoy being around him a little too much. Shouldn’t she be mourning the loss of her relationship with Steve more? Going out and having fun with Michael (whatever that meant) seemed somehow sacrilegious.

Michael asked Jan to meet him the next morning at a coffee shop that was far enough away from his house that he could give Swoosie a proper walk and tire her out. Jan arrived at the cheerful, bright yellow Victorian building and found Michael and Swoosie already sitting at one of the tables on the wraparound deck. As she walked by the door into the building, the scent of exotic spices tickled her nose.

“You both look relaxed. This is a beautiful building.”

Michael handed a piece of croissant to Swoosie and stood up. “It’s actually a restored train station. And the coffee is excellent.”

“It certainly smells good. Swoosie seems to think the croissant is tasty, too.”

Michael passed Swoosie’s leash to Jan. “Hang on to her while I’ll go get you some coffee.”

Jan sat down and looked down at the dog. “You’re going to behave yourself, right?” Swoosie wagged her tail and turned to watch as Michael disappeared through huge train station doors into the cafe area. Then she put her paws up on the table and snatched the rest of the croissant off the plate.

“Swoosie, NO!” Jan yelped as she jerked back on the leash. But it was too late; Swoosie was hurriedly snarfing down the remains of the pastry. What an amazing food thief. Looking around, Jan couldn’t see Michael anywhere. She should tell him to get himself a new croissant, but the coffee shop was extremely crowded, and it wasn’t worth risking losing this choice seating location on the deck. Maybe Michael would think about getting himself something else to eat, given his dog’s tendency to consume everything within reach. After all, this certainly wasn’t the first time the dog had snarfed something while he wasn’t looking.

Having finished her croissant, Swoosie sat up again and peered at the table. And then stared mournfully at Jan.

“Oh please. Spare me the puppy-dog eyes. You are not starving. That was probably 500 calories, you little swine.”

Swoosie perked up her ears, wagged her tail, and smiled in response.

Jan bent to stroke the dog’s soft pointy ears. “You are just absurdly cute, though. I’m sure that helps you get away with everything.”

She turned as a female voice behind her said, “Please, please can I pet your dog?” The tall, athletic woman was wearing skin-tight bike shorts and a rainbow top that matched the bike helmet she had cradled in her arm. “What kind of dog is it?”

“She’s not my dog, but yes, she’s very friendly.

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