A day where more than a fence runs into you..
The next day:
“Kayla, where’s Precious? (Their dog) I want to take her for a walk in a park that I found yesterday.”
“She should be in the basement.” Precious is a 2-year-old golden retriever. The nicest dog you could meet, if you are a nice person. But she’s also the best protector. When you have this dog around, you’ll know whom you can trust and who you can’t, just by the dog’s instincts. Precious on her leash and I on my rollerblades soon left after that.
The park was fairly big and nice and quiet for it being 4 in the afternoon on a hot day in the summer. Precious was polling me along as we went around on the path. The dog saw something and started running and barking. Luckily, she stayed on the path so she didn’t send me flying once I hit the grass. We were picking up a lot of speed and heading towards the basketball court. I was holding on with all my might and was starting to loose my grip. When I finally lost the leash, I was going strait for the court, which unfortunately had a wire fence around it. I skated smack into the fence and then went flying back thankfully onto the grass.
Two guys that were shooting hoops not even 5 feet away came up to me, but still in the court. “You okay?” the taller one asked. Wait a second. That taller guy… He’s the blond from the pool yesterday!
“I’m fine. Gotta go catch my dog bye.” I pulled myself up and raced out of there. For some reason I didn’t want that one guy to recognize me. I found precious next to one of those ice cream stands on wheels. I bought a bar and sat down to eat it. I got to thinking. Florida is NOT a bad place to live. I love it. I just need to meet people here. Maybe Kayla and I should have a block party, so we can meet everyone. I don’t even know what kind of people I live around. I might have only been here a week, but I think we should at least meet the neighbors.
Thinking always does a good thing for you. Right after I got back from taking the dog for a walk I told Kayla my idea and she loved it. That night we made all the plans on what we could do and we decided on a barbecue to happen the next Friday after the up coming Friday. Kayla typed up the invites on the computer and I went and put them in all the 15 mailboxes.
Chapter 3
