Book3:WereMyDreamIs

hismind’seye,heseemedtoseeatalndslenderwomaninaskybluesuit,withabroad-rimmedwhitesunhatandwhiteleatherwalkingshoes.Iythewomanwasdressedexactlyashethoughtshewas.Hereizedthemencholyandsexyvoidanswered,“IsthatyouCharina?Haven’tseenyouforalongtime.Isthisdogyours?”

    “Yes,it’smi’saboydog,butbecauseheissonaughtyIgavehimafemalenameMaureen,hopinghewouldbedocileandfairasagirl.”

    “It’salovelydog.IrememberwhenIwasyoungIusedtohaveapyfellowlikethat.Isheasmallbckcockspaniel?AmIright?”

    “Yes,yht.”

    “IthinkIbeagoodfriendofhis.Iamfriendswithalldogs.Bythe

    way,areyoustillsingle?”

    “Yes,I’mstillsingle.”

    “That’sstrange.”

    “Whatsobadaboutbeingsingle?”askedCharinadefensively.