“Hey there,” Dru answered on the second ring. “How’d it go?”
I told her all about the woman.
“You thought she would be large and in charge?” She giggled.
“She operates heavy machinery. I don’t know why I expected her to be like that, but I did. But she’s tiny. Delicate. She has some meat to her, but her height is severely lacking.”
Dru giggled again. “I’m glad that it went okay. Was she happy to have the dog back?”
I told her everything that happened, ending with what Mable had told me when I’d asked about how the dog went missing in the first place.
“What a bitch!” Dru snarled. “Babe, you’re definitely doing something about this.”
Apollo grunted in the background. “Already on it.”
We spent the next ten minutes talking while I headed inside and got everything closed down for the night.
I had an early morning, and I should’ve been in bed an hour ago.
However, I couldn’t regret the time I’d spent with the tiny little backhoe operator.
It just sucked that I’d probably never see her again.
Five
It’s called gross pay because it’s disgusting to see what you could’ve made.
—Mable’s secret thoughts
Mable
“Yo!”
I looked up to find Jim there, waving me down. He had one of my leftover chicken biscuits in his hand, and he was trying to hold his pants up as he ran toward me.
“What’s up?” I asked.
It’d been three full days since Brawny had come home, and I couldn’t be happier.
Though I did have to admit, I did have a bit of a broken heart.
I couldn’t explain why, but the moment Meo pulled out of the lot and left three days ago, I hadn’t been the same.
I felt like a piece of my heart had been broken off.
It wasn’t logical.
Yet, I was still feeling it and couldn’t explain why.
“What’s up is that you are late.”
I rolled my eyes. “I’m not late.”
“You’re late, because you were supposed to be here to help the jack crew,” he said. “Take the side by side and relieve Jesper before he has to cry, handling the grappler for another hour.”
I sighed. “I hate the grappler.”
“I know. Everyone does. But it’s your turn.”
