The Fourth First Date

“I’m so sorry about your granny,” Beth said, throwing her arms around Jen and giving her a big hug.

“Thank you,” Jen said, sniffling. She took a step back and wiped her eyes. “And thank you for staying here to look after Butch.” The little Bichon came running up to them, slipping and sliding on the hardwood floor and skidding to a stop at their feet. Jen stooped down to pick him up and give him a cuddle. “I usually take him to the little dog park down the trail first thing in the morning, but I didn’t get the chance this morning, with packing and everything. He loves it there. It’s behind the little apar...

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