The Boathouse (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 14) by Vickie McKeehan

Author:Vickie McKeehan [McKeehan, Vickie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-11T16:00:00+00:00

Eleven

Used to being on her own with the freedom to do what she wanted, Bodie adjusted her schedule around Tucker’s dog. She had the routine down so well that Lago seemed to know when to expect her. It didn’t seem to matter whether it was Tucker’s house or hers. Lago greeted her the same way—gentle body bumps, tail wags, plenty of sniffing and nuzzling her with his nose.

Bodie adored him. And Lago acted like the feeling was mutual.

If Tucker hadn’t needed her company in Florida to help him with funeral arrangements and the like or help with sorting through his dad’s apartment, the dog certainly had.

In Tucker’s absence, she and Lago had bonded, going practically everywhere together. She’d taken him shopping, taken him to work with her on occasion, and to visit friends. She and the dog had even gone to dinner with Abby Anderson a couple of times. She’d taken Lago to the park so that he could play with the other dogs, and even set up play dates with Merlin, Gilly’s Newfoundland mix.

During the time Tucker had spent in Florida, her friends had gone out of their way to make sure she stayed busy. Maybe so she wouldn’t miss Tucker too much. Most nights, it worked.

This Friday night, she planned to meet Keva for a drink at The Shipwreck but not stay to listen to the band as Keva always did.

“If the pub had a patio, I’d take you with me in a heartbeat,” Bodie told Lago when he gave her those sad eyes at being left alone. “You know I would. I don’t like leaving you alone,” she went on, slipping a pair of white sandals on her feet that went with the white outfit she’d picked.

She reached out to stroke the pup’s head. “I won’t be gone long. I promise.”

Bodie let out a sigh. “I don’t suppose there’s any chance you could pretend to be a therapy dog. I have an idea what we could do. What if I tied a scarf around your neck? People do that all the time to their therapy dogs. I saw it on the Internet. It might sell the idea better to Durke. That way, I could slip you into the bar and pass you off as my therapy dog.”

She rifled through her dresser drawers to find just the right bandana and settled on a soft striped orange that brought out the golden coloring in Lago’s coat. “Here. This will do.”

After tying the scarf around Lago’s neck, she got down his leash. “We’ll just go for a walk toward the bar and see what happens. It’s not our fault there’s no sidewalk café in town, right?”

They started out walking under a cloudless night sky, the stars low to the earth seemed almost touchable. The soft sea air drifted on the breeze as Lago wanted to stop and sniff every blade of grass between the house and the pub.

But Bodie didn’t mind. She hadn’t been responsible for a dog since she’d been a kid.

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