Kathy laughed along with him. “And what of Negra?” The dog’s ears perked up at the mention of his name. He whined and pushed his nose against Kathy’s neck. “By all means keep him with you,” Lord Hummel said.
Kathy squeezed Lord Hummel’s arm. “You are very kind, but I think we both know what I need to do.”
He nodded, “Yes, we both know. But you must promise when the day comes that you can’t look another cherry pie or cupcake in the eye you’ll dial my private number and say, “Lord Hummel, would you very much mind sending your jet for Negra and me.”
Kathy leaned across the seat and kissed him softly on the cheek, “I promise, Lord Hummel, truly I promise.” She paused smiling to herself. “You never know, that might very well be what will happen,” she said.
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