Change of Law and Heart

Chapter 3: Spotting Two Supercars

My feet dragged against the floor as I made my way inside my house and close the door behind me. My body is dead tired from hiking, searching, and rescuing the old lady who somehow got herself far in the forest. It wasn't fun having to pull an almost all nighter to find the lady and then led her back to camp for the EMS to look her over for any injuries.

She was very polite about apologizing for us having to be called out and save her from the cold, wet night. Another fun part was it was raining, making the K-9's job hard as the rain was washing away the stronger scent of her. It could have been worse though, finding her dead in a ditch; been there, done that, was not fun.

A mistake I made was not bringing any energy drinks with me to help stay awake during the whole search. Dominick literally smacked me upside the head to keep me awake while the chief talked about this and that; my brain is too tired for it to remember anything. It went in one ear and out the other.

Dragging my feet into the kitchen and grabbing a cup form the cabinets, I make myself a cup of water and down the entire thing. My eyes caught the sight of the time on the oven; it read 3:36 am. Before forgetting to feed the dogs, I release them from their kennels and they followed me to the kitchen. I pour each of them a cup and a half and let them eat the food.

Without changing out of my clothes or even making it up to my room, I lay down on the carpet of the living room. My body was facing downwards on the ground and I used my arms as a pillow. It was already blown out of my mind to put the dogs back in their kennels and I could care less if they chewed something up.

Kodi lies on my legs like normal and Vivi sits with her butt next to my face. For all I cared, she could fart in my face and it would surpass me in any shape or form. It only took a few moments to let sleep wrap its tight blanket around me and take me away from the land of the living.

A wet, slobbery tongue was licking at my face and woke me up from my peaceful sleep that felt like a two second nap. Pushing away the squishy face and using my shirt to wipe off the slobber, I tiredly look around my surroundings.

By the looks of it, I was still downstairs, in my clothes from yesterday, and the sun was already pass the horizon. My ears caught the sound of the beeping of my alarm clock up stairs in my room. Scrambling to get on my feet and pushing Kodiak off of my legs, I rush to my room, turned off my alarm clock, and changed out of my clothes from yesterday.

The clock on my nightstand read 7:37, meaning I have only less then twenty-three minutes to get ready for work. Fuck my entire life. While getting dressed, my eyes caught sight of my body in the mirror and a sigh left my mouth from how much my stomach was sticking out. I have been working out (being a game warden also calls for making sure you're in shape), eating less (I usual miss dinner), and eating healthy in the first place; yet my weight still reads over one-hundred and eighty or so, way too much for a woman at any age.

After downing myself like any normal day, I get dressed for work and rushed downstairs. The dogs get feed and quickly put in their kennels; there wasn't any time for a potty break at the moment as eight o'clock gets nearer and nearer at every second of the ticking clock. I grabbed an apple and banana before heading out the door and getting onto the road before the clock struck eight.

The entire time while patrolling or speaking with the locals about their fishing licenses, yawns were escaping my mouth like crazy. I already drank a couple of V8's to keep me up but even then, I kept yawning every minute and was waiting for five to hit the clock for me to head home.

Finally, when the clock struck five, I was literally on the long driveway that connects the Lennox's and my house together. With there being potholes or where the road has been washed out (rainstorms are common, especially in the spring. Can't wait for the thunder and lightning to show), I couldn't get to my house as fast as wanted if I didn't want to blow out a shock. I have done that in this truck, felt so bad for Powerstroke.