Sunny's Christmas: A Colorado Billionaires story by Regina Duke

Author:Regina Duke [Duke, Regina]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Contemporary romance
Published: 2014-11-28T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

BRADY TURNED ABRUPTLY TO FOLLOW Vicky back to Mr. Lopes’ seat.

Sunny stood up and stepped into the aisle of the little bus to see what was going on. She bent over Peanut’s crate to make sure he was doing all right, then moved carefully toward Brady, grabbing the rail overhead as Tony maneuvered the bus around a turn.

Mr. Lopes had to be eighty if he was a day. His face reminded Sunny of a walnut shell and gave ample evidence of a life lived outdoors. At the moment, he looked a little gray.

Brady squatted next to his seat. “Mr. Lopes? Can you hear me?”

Mr. Lopes moaned. His head moved slightly from side to side. His eyes were slits.

Vicky brushed a strand of blond hair behind one ear. “He’s our gardener’s father. I promised this would be the best way to bring him to Eagle’s Toe for Christmas. Please don’t make me a liar.” She bit her bottom lip. “His son Frank told us he has epilepsy, but as long as he takes his medication, he’s fine.”

Brady frowned. “He doesn’t look fine to me.”

Sunny was right behind Brady now. She could smell the fresh scent of his shampoo. “He needs a service dog,” she blurted.

Vicky and Brady turned to look at her.

“I’m sorry,” said Sunny. “I think of everything in terms of dogs. Peanut and I have done some volunteering with kids who have seizures. I’ve trained some of their service dogs. They tell the kids when to lie down because a seizure is coming.”

“Would your dog be able to tell us if Mr. Lopes was about to have a seizure?” asked Brady.

“Of course. He can recognize the metabolic change a person experiences prior to a seizure. I’ll go get him.” Sunny moved back to her seat as quickly as she could and returned with Peanut tucked under one arm. “When the kids were about to have a seizure, he would whimper and turn in circles to tell them to lie down.” She set Peanut on the seat next to Mr. Lopes.

Peanut looked up at her as if asking a question.

“Good hello,” said Sunny, letting him know he was among friends.

Then Peanut sniffed at Mr. Lopes. But instead of whimpering or turning in circles, he stood up on his hind legs and planted puppy kisses on the man’s face.

“Well, Peanut says it’s not a seizure,” said Sunny.

Mr. Lopes opened his eyes and he laughed softly. “Good dog, good dog.”

Vicky said, “Thank God! Mr. Lopes, I thought you were ill. Did you take your medication?”

“Oh, yes. Don’t worry. I’m just a little car sick. Too much riding.”

Brady exhaled noisily with relief. “Let me get you a fresh bottle of water.”

Sunny asked, “Do you have any medicine for nausea?”

Mr. Lopes was softly scratching Peanut’s chin. “What? Oh, yeah. Stupid of me. I do.” He dug into his jacket pocket. “Sometimes after a seizure I get sick to my stomach. Good thinking.”

Brady returned with the water and Mr. Lopes washed down a pill.

“I’ll be fine now,” he said.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.