Tonya listened to Dan talk about his day. She figured that asking him about it was a good way to find out if anything unusual had happened. What she hadn’t expected was how boring it would be to listen to him ramble.
“Mrs. Rhett was determined to get her cat out of the tree. I kept telling her if she put a can of cat food at the base of it and left the poor thing alone that it would eventually come down. She had already called the volunteer fire department before she ran into me at the Post Office this morning. Harry told her that none of the guys could get there until after three if it wasn’t an emergency…,” Dan droned on.
Tonya seriously doubted that Ashure’s lost soul was in Dan, Mrs. Rhett, or the furry feline. She leaned her head back against the headrest and focused on the road. Da
