Rescue Me by Mann Catherine

Author:Mann, Catherine [Mann, Catherine]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Penguin Group, USA
Published: 2014-12-09T08:00:00+00:00

Twelve

Winning!

—HOLLY

NOW THAT THE holidays and New Year’s had passed, Mary Hannah couldn’t deny her competitive spirit was ramping into high gear, which sent her need to organize into overdrive. She sat on the barn floor, plastic bins lined up in front of her. She pulled the freshly washed “adopt me” vests from the laundry basket and sorted them by size.

Volunteers filled the space, clumping in groups, some working with the animals and others focused on tasks for the Valentine Mutt Makeover competition. Even the dogs that weren’t competing could still attend and be shown. Longtime volunteer Debbie brushed a collie while Lacey printed out new forms. Sierra propped her feet on a footstool and untangled leashes. The echoes of barking and the grooming dryer filled the wide-open space.

Sure, she was overcompensating for the fact she was nervous, and not only about the competition. But also about how it was bringing her and AJ closer. She could still hear the triumph in his voice when he’d called to tell her that Holly was a fan of Jeopardy! She’s struggled not to laugh, because truly it was so endearing. Seeing that new side to the brooding cop definitely flipped her world. And he kept right on upending her preconceived notions with glimpses of his protective nature and patience.

“Lacey . . .” Mary Hannah pointed to her paisley tote. “If you look under my bag, I brought an accordion folder that has been labeled for adoption applications, fund-raising brochures and animal-care handouts.”

Debbie set aside the dog brush and pushed to her feet. “I’ll bring it over to you. I need to stretch my legs anyway before they fall asleep.”

Lacey glanced up from the computer, swiping a wrist over her forehead. “It’s clear who keeps this place organized, and it’s not me.”

Mary Hannah folded an extra-large vest neatly. “We all have our roles here, and mine just happens to be making sure all food donations are arranged by expiration date so no bag goes bad.”

Laughing, Ghita, a volunteer from a local vet clinic, hid her face behind the camera, documenting the day for Facebook. “Wanna come sort my cabinets?”

“For a small fee donated to Second Chance Ranch.” A blast of chilly air hit Mary Hannah on the back, and she glanced over her shoulder to find . . . “Dahlia?”

Lacey pushed her chair back from the corner desk. “Dahlia, are you scoping out the competition?”

The über-chic shelter director strode deeper into the barn over to the office area. “As long as one of us wins, I’m happy, because if you take home the prize, you can take in more animals and I know I’m your very favorite shelter director to work with, Lacey McDaniel.”

“That you are.” Lacey hooked arms with her. “Come see how the two pug sisters you sent here are doing. They both had their eye surgery for the ingrown eyelashes and look fantastic now—”

“Mom”—Sierra passed over a fistful of untangled leashes—“do you mind if I turn up the heat? It’s freezing in here.

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