“Move the seat forward, Rav, or I’m gonna end up with my knees around my ears,” Luke suggests, and I giggle.
“What’s funny?”
“I was just thinking that. You must have read my mind.”
Ravi operates the mechanism that pushes the seat forward. Sarah curls up and lays her head on her paws.
Luke climbs in behind her while I circle to the driver"s side and slip in behind Ravi’s seat. Even with the reconfiguration, Luke still looks uncomfortable. “Where are we going?” he asks, squirming to try to fit six feet, two inches of bulky male into a space designed for a child.
“I think Papago Park would be good for today,” Ravi replies. “It’s only fifteen minutes away and the Double-Butte Trail is easy for beginners… and dogs.”
Sarah whines.
Ravi reached over and rested his hand on her head. “Don’t
