Chapter Twenty-Six
~May 27~
Penelope rushed out the following afternoon to the park with Duchess. The silly dog kept stopping her to smell things, however. It was most annoying! She had someone to meet and important things to discuss. She didn’t have time to wait while her dog smelled some other animal’s feces.
“Oh, do come, Duchess. Honestly!” Penelope said, finally giving up on patience and just yanking the dog forward.
She rushed through the park as quickly as her legs could carry her and was nearly out of breath when she reached the area of the park where she always met Bolton and his pack of King Charles Spaniels. Strangely, though, he was nowhere in sight.
Had they missed him? Was he simply not coming?
It was true, it wasn’t the nicest day—to be honest, it looked as if it was g
