The Snow Globe by Sheila Roberts

Author:Sheila Roberts
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2010-08-28T04:00:00+00:00

Ten

Sure enough, later that evening, after Bryn was in bed and Suzanne and Guy were settled on the couch with a fire in the gas fireplace and another glass of wine, he said, “I think we should reconsider the dog thing. You know the Lovgrins are trying to find homes for those foster puppies.”

How could she not know? Every time she came to the day care provider’s house to pick up Bryn she had to see the smelly beasts.

“Golden labs are great dogs for kids,” said Guy.

She set down her wineglass and sat up and frowned at him. “Who are you kidding? I saw the trailer for Marley and Me. Anyway, just because Bryn wants a dog it doesn’t mean she has to have one. My God, I’d like a Jag for Christmas. Are you going to run out and get one for me?”

“Not after all the money we’ve spent on this place,” he teased.

“We don’t have time in our life for a dog,” she reminded him. Sometimes it seemed like they barely had time in their life for each other. That thought bothered her so she shied away from it. “Who’d housebreak it?”

“We both could,” he said, pulling her back to him.

“Nice of you to volunteer me.”

He grinned, unrepentant.

“Guy, we’re never around. It wouldn’t be fair to the animal.”

Now his grin got bigger. “That’s changing.”

A sick feeling settled over her. What horrible news was he about to announce? Was he quitting to run a home business? “What?”

“Remember I told you I was going to talk to Jameson about working from home a couple days a week? Well, I did. Starting in January I’ll be home on Mondays and Fridays.”

“And what about the other days?” she argued.

“You’re around in the mornings sometimes.”

“And sometimes I’m not. And on the days I’m not, a dog will chew up shoes, rip sofa cushions, and gnaw my new rug to bits.”

“Not if we get a baby gate and a crate.”

Which the thing would turn into a doggie bathroom.

“Let’s at least think about it,” Guy urged.

“I’ll think,” she said, “but not very hard and not very long. Bryn’s too young for a pet anyway. We should wait until she’s older and more responsible.”

“I had a dog by the time I was her age,” he argued, and kissed her ear.

And he’d had dogs ever since. He’d grown up with the sloppy, smelly things. In fact, he’d had a dog before he met her. It was an ugly mutt. She’d seen pictures of Guy and Morris the Mutt posed on hiking trails, in boats, on his front porch. They were just dating when Morris finally expired of old age, and Guy had mourned the dog as if it were a child. He’d always said he’d never get another and that had been fine with her, but now, with Bryn asking, he was teetering on the edge of dog ownership again, ready to take her over with him.

“Can we please not talk about this anymore tonight?” she pleaded. “I am so tired.

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