Molly\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a natural blond with a wasp’s waist. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m guessing she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s in her forties because she has two grown daughters, both of whom live out of state. I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know how long Molly’s been divorced, but unlike some women I meet, she appears perfectly comfortable living alone. <\/p>\n
The company she works for assists special needs children and was named after the owner’s dog. I know Molly works odd hours because I so often see her walking her dog or watering her lawn. <\/p>\n
Friday, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d just finishing installing two new windows in the downstairs bedroom.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Who\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Abby\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s friend?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d I ask.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Ginger.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153She\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s pretty. She\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s the color of those pine needles under your trees, but she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not moving too well.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153She\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s fourteen.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ginger, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re getting old.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d I bend down to pet her. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153My dog lived until she was Ginger\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s age. We should have put her down, but we didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Why not?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Just couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t. Then one winter night as she walked along the road, a truck ran her over. I came home and found her covered by the guy\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s tartan blanket. I felt sorry for the driver, he had no idea he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d done us all a favor.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Abby had a cousin, Violet. At seven, he was diagnosed with leukemia. He was in so much pain he didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t even want to come inside where he used to curl up. That fetal position hurt too much so he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d lay on the porch near the slider. It was so sad.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No trucks in your neighborhood?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Come on! We took him to the vet like you should have.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153And he laid down and waited for the injection.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No, he fought like hell. He always hated the vet.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Molly\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a natural blond with a wasp’s waist. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m guessing she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s in her forties because she has two grown daughters, both of whom live out of state. I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know how long Molly’s been divorced, but unlike some women I … Continue reading