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Chapter Five
Brynn was driving since Kim didn t like to have to maneuver through so much traffic,
and as she rounded the end of the car - which was parked near the back of the restaurant
by the dumpster because the place was so popular and they had arrived during the height
of the lunch rush - a whining sound caught Brynn s attention and she couldn t help it, she
had to follow it. She was surprised to find that the door to the dumpster was open and
pushed it open. The whining stopped for a moment then returned quickly once there was
no loud scraping noise.
Brynn knew what she d found, although she couldn t see them and she didn t know how
many there were, but she knew that some horrible person had . . . She leaned as far into
the dumpster as she could, trying to get at them, and very much in danger of falling in,
flicking a big flat piece of cardboard aside to reveal just what she d thought she d find: a
clutch of clearly abandoned puppies, at least three that she could see, although there
could have been more than that elsewhere in the big pungent container. They were small
and obviously frightened, whining for their mommy, not more than six or so weeks old,
she guessed.
 What is going on over there? You aren t going to do what I think you re going to do,
are you? You re going to climb in there, aren t you? Kim couldn t believe what she
was seeing, although she really should have been so surprised, considering how well she
knew Brynn and her lack of sound thinking when animals needed to be rescued. She
could hear the distressed whines of the pups, too, but was already wondering what they
were going to do with them once they got them out.
And that was if Brynn survived a trip into the dumpster in shorts and a light, sleeveless
blouse without killing herself, to say nothing of getting her and Lord knew how many
wiggly puppies out of there.
 Come here  I need to hand you something, Brynn  who was already standing inside
the dumpster, however precariously  yelled to her friend.
Kim began to take very reluctant, tiny steps towards her friend s voice. She wanted to
help starving puppies as much as the next person, but not to the detriment of her own rear
end, and she already knew how this was going to turn out.  You and your animals!
You re going to get us both into trouble. The guys aren t going to be happy with the idea
of sharing our suites with stray pups, you know! Isn t your bottom still sore from the
beginning of the week? How can you ask me to . . . Her mouth clamped shut as soon
as Brynn reached out an already filthy arm to hand her a tiny, trembling ball of dirty fluff.
 Here, take this. And this. Put them in the car on my jacket and come back. I think
there are three more at least.
Sighing and giving into the inevitable, Kim did as she was told. When she returned,
Brynn handed her three more pups who were equally as frightened and even dirtier than
their littermates, but she managed to get all of them into the back of the car before
making her way back to her friend again.
 You realize they re going to ruin the back of the car.
 So? It s a rental, and we ll do what we can to mitigate damage once we ve gotten them
to a safe place. Brynn said, not really paying much attention to her friend but instead
trying to determine whether or not there was another pup to be found in those dangerous
confines without accidentally stepping on it herself, or, in searching for it, not pushing
something heavy onto it as she was moving stuff around.
Finally, she simply stood stock still in the middle of the dumpster and listened.
When Kim opened her mouth, she got such a fierce glare from her friend that she
immediately thought better of what she was going to say and closed it again.
 I think we got them all, but I m going to want to come back here again, just in case, to
check it out again once we get these guys settled. Brynn began to work her way out of
the dumpster with help from her friend, but they still ended up in a heap on the ground.
 Sorry about that, she apologized for essentially bowling her friend over on her way out.
Kim emitted a long suffering sigh.  That s okay. I m used to it by now.
Brynn gave her a withering glance, and turned her attention to the back seat of the car and
its cacophonous occupants. They seemed all right for the moment. The trick was to keep [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]