Something Like That

"You know what? I know exactly what you need. We're going fishing." Looking at him incredulously, I picked at my salad, shaking my head. "I'm serious, you're being depressed and it's going to make me have to buy you another damn dog. Heck, I'll buy you a whole pack!" I waved him away like I would a fly trying to get my food. Grinning and blue eyes sparkling, he spun the wheel so fast we sent gravel flying behind us. "We're going to the pet store, and then we are going fishing." Nearly scared half to death, I put my seat belt on for once, and shook my head at him, saying, "You're crazy!" He smirked and turned the radio up with his free hand. "Yeah, something like that."