“Why are we skulking around in the dark, again?”Ida Belle turned to me, her face unreadable in the low light. The outline of gray poodle curls around her small face made her look like a geriatric daisy. “We need to create a distraction to give Tiny a reason other than Fortune for being whipped up.”“Oh.” I thought about this as we ducked from cypress tree to cypress tree, the sounds and smells of the nearby Bayou lending a wild flavor to our trip across the tiny town. Clack, clack, clack. Then it hit me. “Wait a minute, are you saying we’re going to be the distraction?”Gertie turned to me, her teeth gleaming white in the dark. “No.”Relief swamped me. “Oh. Good. I hate to admit this but I’m afraid of dogs. Especially ones with teeth.”“You’re gonna be the bait. Ida Belle and I are going to create a disturbance to keep Tiny from eating you.”Ida Belle moved quickly to a tall, wooden fence and ducked down next to it, peering through a knothole at about waist level.I suddenly found it hard to breathe.
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