Chapter Thirty Eight

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To: chasindreams@word.net

From: pollyrnorth@yahoo.com

I got your letter...I'm sorry the wooddog is feeling so sad.

Give him oodles of hugs and kisses for me.

You might even keep a hug for yourself. You know, if you want.

Can't wait to hear what you think of the story so far. You know, if you have a chance to read it.

God, was I this inarticulate in person?

Best,

Polly

To: pollyrnorth@yahoo.com

From: chasindreams@word.net

You are never inarticulate, Polly.

The wooddog is still feeling neglected. He even sent you a picture of his sadness.

I'm about halfway done with the book...

Best,

Chase

Polly's heart melted as she opened the attachment to find a picture of Jack, his nose on his paws, his dark eyes looking up at the camera with the saddest expression on his face. She could just picture Chase coaxing Jack into looking sad for the camera...

To: chasindreams@word.net

From: pollyrnorth@yahoo.com

Well, that's just fighting dirty.

To: pollyrnorth@yahoo.com

From: chasindreams@word.net

I like fighting dirty with you.

(Um, that might have come out wrong.)

To: chasindreams@word.net

From: pollyrnorth@yahoo.com

Oh my god, have we become people who cyberflirt with each other?

To: pollyrnorth@yahoo.com

From: chasindreams@word.net

Yes, yes we have.

Isn't it great?

Okay, so I, um, finished reading what you've sent me so far of your novel.

It was... educational.

To: chasindreams@word.net

From: pollyrnorth@yahoo.com

Oh god. That bad? Educational? That's like saying it was "interesting", isn't it?

"Wow, what an INTERESTING haircut!"

"Hey, that's an INTERESTING looking meatloaf!"

"She's not ugly, she's a really INTERESTING person."

Educational = interesting

This is why I didn't want you to read it...

To: pollyrnorth@yahoo.com

From: chasindreams@word.net

Actually, I meant educational in that I didn't know you could actually put into words some of the stuff I'd totally do to you given some time, a secluded location, some spray cheese and possibly a riding crop.

Too much?

That was too much, wasn't it?

At least you made me, I mean, the main character, a nice guy.

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