![]() ![]() He said the name Hannah often during these calls. For another, when Ethan wasn’t playing football with his friends he spent a lot of time in his room talking on the phone. He shared the bathroom with Ethan, and frankly, I didn’t like to go in there after Dad had been in it. For one thing, Dad had his own room now, with a new bed in it. There was more hugging at the car, and then we drove away, Ethan honking. The girl cried, and they hugged a lot and didn’t throw sticks or do any of the things people normally do at a pond, so I wasn’t quite sure what was going on. The day Mom and Ethan drove back home for school, the smell of paint from the new barn was in the air and the girl came over and she and Ethan went down to the dock and sat with their feet in the water and talked. Not sure what was happening, I climbed up on the couch and forced my nose into the place where their heads were together, and they both burst out laughing at me. It sounded a little like they were eating, but I couldn’t smell any food. They were sitting on the couch and their faces were really close together and their hearts were beating and I could sense fear and excitement. One time I was awakened from a well-deserved nap by a little alarm coming off the both of them. Sometimes she would come over and have dinner with us, and then she and Ethan would sit on the porch and talk and I would lie at their feet to give them something interesting to talk about. The rest of that summer, whenever I went for a car ride it smelled like the girl had been sitting in my seat. Hannah stopped scratching me and I gave her a little nudge to remind her to keep at it. Ethan looked over his shoulder at them and flushed, then came over to where Hannah and I were standing. Grandpa and the other men were grinning at each other. Ethan was coming out of the old barn and stopped in surprise. “Hi there, Bailey did you miss me? Good dog, Bailey.”Īs the men noticed the girl they stopped working. She remembered me, and I squirmed in pleasure as she scratched behind my ears. When I got close enough to smell her I realized it was the girl, all grown up now. I was the first one to spot the woman coming up the driveway, and ran down to enforce any needed security. I assumed at first that the boy was building another go-kart, but after a month or so it became clear that they were putting together a new barn, right next to the old one, which had a big hole in the roof. Nearly every day Ethan would work with Grandpa and some men, hammering and sawing boards. Flare pretended not to recognize me and I wasn’t sure if they were the same ducks or different ones, but everything else seemed exactly the same. When school ended that summer, Ethan and Mom took us on a car ride to the Farm. My only complaint was that when she exited the bathroom she would close the lid on my water bowl. ![]()
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