#Chapter 36 – A New Pup

“That’s your dog,” I say, my fingers pressed against my temple as the puppy whines in the back seat. The boys fuss over him, fighting over names.

“We are going to call him Lucky,” says Alvin.

“No. Slug!,” says Ian, laughing.

“You are not naming him Slug,” I say, angry, twisting to glare at the boys. “He has to live his whole life with that name.”

“If it’s my dog,” Victor says, smirking, “Then why do you care?”

I roll my eyes, murmuring “Fine, do whatever you want. But have fun explaining to your constituents why their First Dog’s name is Slug.”

Victor nods, considering. “True. Boys! Slug is off the table.” Alvin cheers and Ian moans.

“Seriously, Victor,” I say, turning to him. “I don’t have the time or the energy to take care of what is essentially a third child. The dog stays with you, in your house.”

He laughs softly and nods. “It’s fine, Evelyn – the dog stays with me. I have a full household staff – we can handle it. It’s just a puppy.”

“Just a puppy,” I say, mocking. “That’s what you thought when you brought these two home,” I gesture over my shoulder with my thumb, “and then called me in a panic saying they were wrecking your house.”

“Ah, that was just first-night jitters. We figured it out.”

With that, we pull into Victor’s driveway just as the sun is starting to set. “Mama, can we stay and have dinner with the doggie? I want to eat out of a bowl on the floor with him!” Victor says, clutching the poor creature to his chest as we walk up the driveway.

“Whatever you want, Ian,” I say, smiling graciously at him. “Stay with the dog in your dad’s house as long as you want.”

“I want to stay too! I want puppy chow!” Alvin says, trying to grab the dog from his brother. Poor pup!, I think as it looks at me with wide eyes. But also, not my problem.

When I come in the door, I see Victor standing by the kitchen island reading a note.

“What’d you get?” I ask, moving to the fridge to grab a cold bottle of water.

“Note from Amelia,” Victor says, looking off into the distance.

“Oh?” I say, studying his face. He’s suddenly glum after being so cheerful all day. “Is everything okay?”

“She’s off to Milan,” he says, shaking his head. “For a couple of days with her girlfriends. Says she needs to ‘get some space.’”

I grimace as I twist open my bottle’s cap. “Guess it’s a good thing she wasn’t here for the arrival of the puppy. Might have sent her overboard.”

his face. “Okay,” I say, deciding to leave him to it. “I’m going to check

at them. “You’re going to stay here for supper and play with

but don’t look at me, too distracted by

a string in front of the dog, trying to get him to

“No,” Alvin says, “Merlin.”

for a few more minutes before sneaking out. As I go, I feel my phone

asking for an impromptu meeting. He says you didn’t pick up. Would you be available for

I think, and hurriedly

Yes, just give me a few minutes to set up. Tell him I’ll

emoji and

Victor?” I ask, stowing

hand through his hair.

don’t let

promises,” he says. “It’s my dog, after

and wave as I

closet, I twirl the numbers on the old rotary phone, dialing the line at the office that connects

voice sounds a little

call earlier. Do you have a moment to

for requesting this unscheduled appointment. I’m just…having a bit

settling in amongst the

she’s taken an impromptu trip to Milan. She didn’t even tell me about it – just took

me in

me, which seems common courtesy, she cited the fact that she’s getting away from the ‘chaos’ of our life as her reason for needing a break. I’m worried that if she

fingers. “This sounds like you two have different priorities. She wants freedom

says, after a moment

you’d like her to be on your page?” I

he says, more

“that’s unfair, and it’s not going to

I assume because he’s used

person,” I say, gently. “You are both whole people in this relationship, with different wants and needs. It sounds to me like

he growls, but

goes? I wonder how your relationship would change if you spent

we agreed, from the beginning, that we were going to start a family. It seems like

taking her space. My advice would actually be to do the opposite. Call her and let her know you hope she’s having fun, send some flowers and wine to the hotel at which she’s

encourage her to continue

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