“Anne, Harley’s chasing after the ball,” Ashley squealed excitedly. “I know he will be catching it soon too! I know it!” Anne laughed. “I bet he would.” Julia dragged a chair beside her. “That dog has sure been the best thing I’ve got her.” “She does sound much happier since Harley.” The woman grew quiet for a brief while. “James… um… hasn’t been in touch? I haven’t seen him around at all in the last couple of weeks.” Anne tensed. He’s probably avoiding me. She lifted Boots up and held him against her chest. “Anne,” Julia continued. “You never said how your date went with James. He treated you well, right?” “Yes,” she replied quietly. “He treated me well.” “That’s… that’s good.” Anne lowered her eyes, wondering if she should taint James’ good impression on her.
