Chapter Nineteen
I had to hustle to get to the coffee shop in a reasonable amount of time. Of course, it didn’t help that I elected to take Nicoh. He was more belligerent than usual about leaving the house during his nap time but given his recent behavior, decided that he and Martin had engaged in more than enough bonding time.
Translation: I didn’t want Nicoh taking liberties when it came to who the boss in this household was. Or Martin either, for that matter.
Canine finally coaxed into venturing outside his strict schedule—we departed.
I had expected to receive at least some pushback from Martin and was surprised when he had quietly busied himself, repairing a wobbly leg on one of the kitchen stools. I hadn’t asked him to do so and wondered if it had been a peace offering after our
