WOW got to say I am impressed that you read the first chappie and still feel the need to read on to this one. Hahaha once again this chapter and the next one are kind of snorish in my standards, so I will not hate you if you skip to chapter 4. But it is your choice hope you enjoy and remember vote, comment, and or fan if you do like. :)
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We had just passed a town landmark called Sam’s Corner on old Scenic 412 when I finally felt like the car has been too quiet for too long.
“So we are going to go pick up Buddy first right?”
“Yes, then we will go to our new house.” My dad answered, then as an afterthought he added. “We will go and see your grandparents next week after we have gotten the chance to settle in.”
The car got quiet again; we were on the curvy road for a couple more minutes before we saw the first rundown buildings of the town that will be my new home. The first, actual noticeable building was a town hot spot apparently because there were cars in the small parking lot and overflowing into the other nearby businesses lots as well, I guess people here liked their pizza because the business was a pizzeria. When we passed the sign that gave the place its name I assumed they had to have some very good pizza if there were that many people at one time.
Finally we came to the first of two stop lights; I could just barely see the second one down the road. Stopped, I got a chance to look around me. The stores at the intersection were a small burger joint, a custom motorcycle shop, a tag agency, and a pawn shop. And they all looked the same; rundown but still in business, the burger joint did look like it got a fresh coat of paint…a couple of years ago.
The light turned green and we continued down Main Street. When we passed by the local flower shop I waved enthusiastically, my grandparents still own it but they were trying to sell it. Every time my brother and I came to visit them they would take us to the flower shop and let us help make flower arrangements. Next to the flower shop was the bank, and so on so forth until we passed the main part of Main Street.
At the end of the road just before you got to the second light there was a fairly new looking animal clinic that just screamed ‘we actually take care of the animals here.’ We turned in and parked, my dad was going to go in by himself but I wanted to join him since it was my dog.
I jumped out and ran to the door, almost slipping on the linoleum flooring inside. I felt my face turn beet red. Keeping my head down so no one could memorize my face and laugh at me every time they saw me I waited by the door for my dad to come in.
The lady at the front desk went and retrieved Buddy for us, I let my dad do all the talking as I kept my head down and eyes focused on the floor. She was back within a few minutes with a beautiful dog. Buddy was even prettier in real life than he was on my mom’s phone. I bent down and called his name, he didn’t do that whole ‘I don’t trust strangers’ thing like most dogs do. He instantly ran to me, knocking me over in his exuberance, trying to lick my face.
Finally my dad got him off me, but he started to make that really happy whining noise that builds up just before a bark. I laughed; I bent back down I just couldn’t help it, he was so cute.
“Hey boy.” I cooed. “You are such a pretty boy, yes you are. All the other male dogs are going to wish they looked half as good as you.” He barked in agreement, wagging his tail. Right then a guy in a lab coat came in to talk to my dad; I assumed he was the vet that ran this establishment. As they talked I took Buddy into a side area where people could play with the animals or wait for their appointment with the vet.
Sitting down on the floor, I grabbed a chew toy and put it in front of Buddy, but he didn’t take it. I tried again but he still didn’t take it. Confused, I dropped the toy and instead patted my leg. He immediately bounced to me and lay down with a hard thump on my knee, sprawling out over one knee with his feet in the air and the top of his head on the floor.
“That does not look to comfortable, but to each his own.” He slid his tail across the floor; oddly I thought he understood me. “You are a strange one that’s for sure.” He made a sighing sound and slipped off my knee, knocking his ribs audibly on the hard floor.
The clicked open and Buddy jumped up, his tail hitting my face as he waved it high in the sky. “Jane,” My dad said, “it’s time to go, attach this leash to his collar and lets go.” Doing as he commanded I put Buddy on the leash and led him outside, to freedom.
The three of us walked back to the car, my dad popped open the back door I jumped in and waited for Buddy to do the same. He gracefully jumped in and laid down, apparently he didn’t really like cars, because he started to whine pitifully. I rubbed in between his ears and cooed reassurances to him, it seemed to help.
I was watching the world through the back window, literally, going up and down the hills that are prominent in Oklahoma. My dad once told me ‘there is more elevation difference in one acre of land in Oklahoma than there is in all of Texas.’ I was starting to see he was right, but going up and down the hills was fun especially when my dad sped up and there was this tingly feeling all over me that felt like I was flying. Of course, I was in the ‘trunk’ with no seat belt, so it was very possible that I was flying.
We started to slow down after a particularly big hill, which I knew my butt left the floor for. We turned into the driveway that I knew so well, and drove up to the house. There was a new addition to the driveway that wasn’t there last time I visited, I giant pothole that lift and deposited hard on my tail bone. Note to self, don’t ever ride in the back again without cushioning, it hurts.
At the end of the grey gravel road was a mobile home that had an A-frame added to it as well as a whole section at was bigger than the mobile home itself. That section amounted to a master bedroom, a living room, and two normal bedrooms. Quite frankly, it wasn’t a mobile home at all, just half of it was. My dad came up here a couple of months ago and built the two bedrooms and half of the living room on to what was already there by himself.
When I could get out of the back I ran inside to claim my bedroom; I ended up choosing one of the new bedrooms that used one of the original rooms from the mobile home as a small living room. My brother chose the room furthest from mine; the original master bedroom from the mobile home. And of course my parents got the now, much bigger master bedroom that was built by my grandpa back in the ‘70s.
I loved my room already there was enough of it that I could put my bookshelves and books on one whole wall of the small living room, effectively making it a wall of books. On the adjacent wall I could put my couch, where I would spend many hours looking and reading from my collection. And what a collection it was, I had books from when I was younger by Kathryn Lasky all the way to more adult books by J.R. Ward.
Pulling myself away from my book placement plans in the living room, I moved into the actual bedroom to take a look at my dad’s handy work. I had gone to work with my dad enough times to see what good construction jobs looked like, and this was one of them. The room was a nice sky blue with a white ceiling to give it some contrast, and the floor was lovely dark brown wood panel flooring. It just gave me the feeling that I was walking on a boardwalk, all it needed was-oh never mind. A cloud moved out of the way and the sunlight came streaming through the windows, now that was a real coastal view.
Just then my dad walked in with Buddy by his side, I guess he was going to be an inside dog. “I knew you would choose this room, that’s why I painted it this color. I knew you would miss home and the beach, so this is your own personal beach.” I ran up and hugged him. It really was a great gift, and it made the move from Texas just a little bit better. Letting him go I patted my leg for Buddy to follow me and ran back outside to help with the process of moving in.
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