“Hello, may I sit with you?”
She didn’t reply and he wondered if she had understood him. The creases on her forehead deepened as her eyes stayed locked on something in the distance.
“Is something wrong? Can I help you?”
There was still no reaction.
Dave walked away and sat by himself under a tree.
A few minutes later a dog ran towards the girl with a leash in his mouth..
“Buddy! Where did you run off to? Let’s go home..” she said taking his leash and opening out her cane.
He wondered if he could teach dogs sign language.
It would be any minute now that she would notice the kitchen door ajar and come outside looking for him. He had to hurry up or she would find him. This was his find and although he loved her, he didn’t want to share it with her. Her whistle grew louder as he shoveled the dirt back into the pit. Hurriedly he patted down the ground and left the scene.
She found him scratching his ear nonchalantly as he sat beside the solitary bench. Nothing in his furry face gave away the bone he had buried under the lime tree.
The suitcases stood by the door of her room. Nothing he said had stopped her from packing them last night. In the end he had watched dolefully as her wardrobes were emptied. How was she so happy about leaving?
It was all Aman’s fault. He couldn’t understand what she saw in the man. The man didn’t even like dogs.
Her alarm hadn’t worked today. He jumped onto the bed and dug his nose into her hair waking her from her sleep. This might just be their last morning walk together.
“Good morning Spike..” She said ruffling his long spaniel ears.