Chetspeak on Sunday
The door opened. Surprise! There was the Hawaiian shirt dude. Bernie: the name came to me at once. We were going to take him down? I wasn’t sure I wanted to do that. Then I caught the first lovely whiff of him and was sure I couldn’t. His eyes – very interesting eyes, full of both shadows and light – went to Rick, me, and back to Rick.
“Rick?” he said. “Something up?”
“No,” Rick said. “I mean not really.” He gestured toward me. “Remember, um, Butch, here?”
“This is Chet,” Bernie said. “Butch is the lazy one.”
“Chet, right,” said Rick. “Anyway, maybe you could do me a little favor.”
“Turns out that Chet washed out of the program.”
“Flunked the leaping test.”
Bernie gave me another look, maybe the strangest look I’ve ever gotten from a human: he seemed to see inside me. “That’s weird.”
“Bobby sort of predicted it, actually. Which is where the favor comes in. He tried to drop the dog off at the pound but they were closed. So Bobby needs someone to board him for the night, and I thought of you.”
– from A CAT WAS INVOLVED (the first C&B e-story; $.99!)
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