Despite Sondra’s claim that she was used to driving in high heels, An’gel still thought driver error could have caused the accident.Sondra had hit the live oak with the right front side of the car, smashing the headlight and crumpling the fender. An’gel marveled that the girl hadn’t been hurt, but then she saw that the airbag had deployed.“Get that thing away from me. I don’t want hair all over me.”An’gel turned to see Sondra flapping her hands at Peanut. The Labradoodle was sniffing around her but shied away from the unfriendly hands.“Calm down,” Benjy said sharply. “Peanut doesn’t shed. Your stupid dress is safe.” He pulled the dog away from Sondra.An’gel had learned from Benjy that, depending on genetics, Labradoodles might not shed. Happily for her, Peanut was in that category.“That’s what you say.” Sondra tossed her head. “I’d better not find a single dog hair on my dress, or you’ll have to pay to have it cleaned.” She paused for a breath and stared hard at Benjy.
