Chapter 10
Flynn missed the opening night of a show downtown at the 5th Avenue just so he could accommodate Mac on this unseasonably cool Tuesday night. He’d been surprised when Mac texted him late on Sunday, asking if he and the dog would be free Tuesday for an excursion over to the dog park in Woodland Park, adjacent to Green Lake.
He found parking on Green Lake Way, just a few steps away from Mac’s house. He checked his reflection in the rearview mirror before getting out of the car. With the limited view, he thought he looked okay. He’d changed clothes three times before leaving the house, confusing poor Barley. Usually the act of getting dressed was enough to send him running for the front door, thinking he was lucky enough to be going somewhere. It didn’t matter where, just somewhe
