Chapters (68)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Part 1
- Prologue
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Part 2
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Part 3
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Susan Wilson
- About the Author
Ed knows that he needs to back off. In a moment of sharp parental self-awareness, he wonders if it is he who wants her to be on the soccer field. He’d been a decent basketball player, and he understands the benefits of being part of a team, of being active, of being a little bit celebrated while in high school.
Ed thinks that maybe Stacy is just coming into her antijock phase, and he is mindful to let her make her own decisions. But he can’t help asking the question: “Are you afraid you won’t make the team?”
Stacy takes another mouthful of chili. “More like I’m afraid I will.”
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Ed rasps the wire brush across three courses of brick, over and over, until his right arm aches and a thin line of sweat darkens the back of his shirt. This is going to be more than a one-morning job, but Ed has plenty of time.
* * *
Finally! Finally, Ed has realized that they should wait here for Justine. Such a relief. Ed has found something to do, which seems like what this human requires for happiness—activity. But there is something about the manic way he’s going about this task that keeps Buddy/Mack alert and concerned. Ed is going at the task like he’s in a battle.
They are there from when the shadows cover him entirely until the shadows disappear and, even in the cool air, Buddy/Mack gets warm. He stands and shakes. Sits, watches Ed. Walks around, sniffs. He hears a squirrel and ponders the chase.
Ed finally tires of his activity and sinks down to sit with his back against the pillar he’s been scrubbing so vigorously. Buddy/Mack comes over to him and sits down, happy that they both will sit here waiting for Justine.
After a few minutes, Ed gets up, complaining in tongue language as he climbs to his feet. He opens the car door. “Let’s go.”
Buddy/Mack’s ears droop in disappointment.
Justine has still not come.
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He’s doing the same damn thing with the dog that he did with Stacy—being the fun parent, being the entertainment, monopolizing him. Arms crossed, Alice stares out the living room window, waiting for Ed to return with the dog so that she can get to his first training class on time. Ed knows she’s doing this today, so why ever did he take Buddy with him?