Last Song (Chasing Cross Book Five) (A Brothers of Rock Novel) (rockstar contemporary romance) Read Online Free PDF

me?”
Sarah asked.
    Molly let out a throaty
cry of joy.
    “I was only gone for a
few hours,” Sarah said.
    Sarah took both paws in
one hand and rubbed the top of Molly’s head. The dog pushed her head back more
and more, wanting Sarah to rub under chin. That was the start of her spot , as Sarah called
it. Molly’s spot went
from her under her chin right down to her stomach. Molly hurried to take her
front paws back and then sat, laid down, and rolled over.
    Sarah crouched down and
rubbed Molly’s belly, staring at the dog’s happy face.
    “You’re spoiled,” Sarah
said. “You know that?”
    Molly snapped her jaw
shut quickly and then began to pant again.
    “How was your day?” Sarah
asked. “Tell me... how was your day?”
    Molly’s mouth quivered
and she let out a small bark.
    “What was that? You want
to... go for a walk?”
    At the word walk , Molly began to
convulse. She kicked her legs and wiggled her back, anything to get herself
back on her four legs. It was Molly’s favorite word and Sarah loved nothing
more than coming home from work and taking the dog for a walk. It relaxed her
mind and it helped Molly to burn off some of her stored up energy. When she
first got Molly, she never stopped playing. It was like the puppy needed
fifteen minute power naps and nothing more. Sarah assumed the puppy would calm
down. That never happened. Molly was the size of an adult golden retriever but
her heart and spirit was that of a puppy.
    “Go get your leash,”
Sarah said.
    Molly spun and jumped,
letting out a louder bark. Molly then ran to the closet and pawed at it. Sarah
opened the closet and Molly hurried to grab the purple leash, sliding it off
the nail it hung from. Sarah laughed and hooked Molly up to take her for a
walk.
    Molly was smart and
trained enough that she didn’t really need a leash to go for a walk, the dog would
never stray far from Sarah, but out of respect to those in town, Sarah always
kept Molly on a leash.
    The walk began out front
with a quick pause or two in the front yard for Molly to inspect if anyone had
walked through yard during the day. After going to the bathroom, Molly made a
line for the sidewalk. Molly kept at Sarah’s side and it made the walk easy and
relaxing for Sarah. She let her mind slip away, she looked at the different
houses in her neighborhood, picked out any changes, waved to those who were
outside, and shared small talk with a few of the usual neighbors who about
their pets. Most of the time Sarah just suggested that they bring the animal
into the office for a quick look. At the corner, a large made a turn toward
Sarah’s house. Sarah followed it with her eyes down the street. What was a
truck that large doing in the neighborhood?
    Her phone vibrated.
    The text was from one of
her friends - Susie - wanting to know if Sarah had dinner plans. Sarah never
had dinner plans. She tucked her phone back into her pocket and told herself
she’d answer the text in a little while. First, Sarah wanted to know where the
large truck was going.
    She walked Molly back down
the street. The truck was stopped at the next stop sign and sitting as though
the driver considered cutting down the alley that ran behind Sarah’s house. She
had a garage but rarely used it. Even when it rained the garage didn’t help
because it was detached. It was a much closer walk from the front curb to the
house than the garage to the house.
    The truck growled and
started to move, going straight. That would take the truck out of town in about
five minutes, putting it near all the local and major highways. Sarah assumed
the truck must have gotten off course looking for a delivery. She turned and
began to walk down the alley while Molly’s nose stuck in every patch of grass
she could find. Sarah slid her phone back out of her pocket to answer Susie.
    She had mastered the one
handed walking text, thanks to Molly.
    No plans. Coming over?
    Susie was married for a
little over two years and had a thirteen