Brent darted to the left, making it across the road two seconds before a car ran over him.
"Hey!" I ran at the vehicle with my hands up and hit their trunk as they sped by.
Animals in this town.
I crossed the road and ran straight through the Fergusons' hedge. The thin branches slapped against my legs and I flapped my hands around, but the hedge only came to waist high. s**t. That was going to scratch later.
Brent barked, gaining ground ahead of me as he darted through the backyard. I forged ahead, my heels kicking up the thin layer of snow and sinking in with each step.
Freaking stripper heels.
The house had a thing for foliage. On the other side of their yard, I pushed my way through a thin row of small scraggly trees. The leaves were missing, but the branches did more damage
