Love To The Rescue by Sinclair Brenda

Love To The Rescue by Sinclair Brenda

Author:Sinclair, Brenda [Sinclair, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: finding love again, police officer, romance, rescued dog, widow, contemporary romance, troubled child
Publisher: Brenda Sinclair
Published: 2012-11-10T05:00:00+00:00


The next morning, Leslie popped in for a quick visit before the salon opened. “How did your ladies only night go?”

Sarah sat at the kitchen table, eating a piece of toast and a plate of scrambled eggs decorated with a ketchup happy face. “We had fun and we wrote a story about a girl named Sarah.”

Amy poured a cup of coffee for Leslie and joined her at the table. “We made a pizza for supper, and we played cards. It was a lot of fun, wasn’t it?”

“Yep.” Sarah wiped her mouth on the butterfly-patterned napkin Amy set by her plate and then met Amy’s eyes. “Can I play outside with Rover now? Maybe Sherry will come over.”

“How did you eat all that so fast?” asked Amy. And then she noticed Rover licking his lips.

“Did you share some of your breakfast with him?”

“A little bit,” confessed Sarah, grinning. “It takes too long to eat eggs, and I wanted to play outside.”

Amy picked up her dirty dishes and set them in the sink. “I won’t scold you this time. But don’t do it again. You’ll make Rover sick. It’s okay if Sherry comes over, but don’t go out of the backyard.”

“I know the rules, Amy.” Sarah beamed up at her.

“What about the rule ‘don’t feed Rover people food’?”

“I’m sorry. I forgot. Bye, Leslie,” she called over her shoulder as she slipped outside through the back door with Rover loping along behind her.

“If I had half the energy that kid has,” said Amy, shaking her head. “Tiffany’s daughter and Sarah are both seven years old, and they play together so well. And Tiff’s dog loves Rover. By the way, how’s your new kitty? Is Priscilla still doing okay?”

“I just love that cat. She’s a snuggly girl, loves cuddling with me on the couch while I read or watch TV. Hasn’t scratched up any furniture or attempted to climb my living room drapes, uses her litter box faithfully. She’s such a little darling.”

“I’m glad she’s as much a joy for you as Rover is for me.”

Just then, the front doorbell rang. Amy heard the door open before she climbed off the kitchen stool. She’d given Kevin a key to the front door and the code to her alarm in case of an emergency. “Hello. I come bearing gifts—bagels and donuts,” he called, walking down the hallway and into the kitchen, carrying a square box from the local donut shop.

“Hello, yourself. You’re a little late. We’ve already had breakfast. But I won’t say no to one of those donuts.” Amy leapt up and took the box from him, gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “I see you used your key. Do you consider this an emergency?”

“Yes. I worked most of the night. I need coffee and sustenance, now.” Kevin checked his watch. “I thought you never get up until nine thirty or ten. It’s only nine thirty-five.”

“That’s when there’s just me and Rover.” Amy bit into a double chocolate donut. “Mmm, so good. Your daughter and Rover leapt onto my bed at eight fifteen, buster.



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