I wasn’t as spry as I used to be, but I liked to walk, rather than drive, around my small town. Shopping, the doctor’s office, the bank were all nearby, clustered around a busy five-way intersection that connected to the thruway.
Seeing the traffic as I strolled back home, I was glad to be on foot.
Then I heard a growl. A dog—not looking quite right—stalked toward me. I backed up. Grrrrr! A snarl from behind. I nearly jumped out of my skin. At my heels was a second dog, as angry as the first. Oh, no, I’ve stepped in the middle of something….
We have strict leash laws in California, but no owner was in sight—no one except the people driving by. I knew I wouldn’t get far trying to run. “Nice doggie…” I whispered.
From the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a black car exiting the thruway. Shiny like it had just come from the dealer’s lot. It suddenly stopped on the opposite side of the street. A tall, slender man stepped out and calmly crossed the street toward me, dodging the slowing cars without a second glance.
“Go home!” he commanded the dogs. “Go home!”
The dogs turned tail and ran. The man headed back to his car.
I shouted after him, but he didn’t seem to hear over the traffic noise. He got in his car, started it and drove out of sight.
A black car? I wondered. Shouldn’t it have been angel white?
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