It was a cool spring morning, the sun was shining and a warm breeze blew lightly out of the east as it always had. The sweet sent of the wildflowers f...om on the hill and just beyond is something I will always remember. The tall grass and grain blowing to and fro on the wind was a peaceful thing to see. I paused for a moment at Mr. Osterant’s door looking at the view afforded by the hilltop house. Mr. Osterant was the local Merchant of many things, and the most successful man in our little. It took a day for them to get there. Once his son was safely back in the US, Jeff had gone to the local Mexican police station. He got no help from the police. They didn’t want to make Juan mad, and besides, Juan was bribing them to look the other way when d**g or i*****l alien shipments came through. Jeff decided that he had to do something so he rented a pickup truck and drove back to the Cantina himself to get his wife. Jeff arrived at the almost empty Cantina in mid-afternoon. Little did. After Buster died, I did not want another dog. Yet, I was miserable without a dog. Still, I went a few years without the responsibility of having to care for a dog and not missing the early morning and late evening walks in the cold, the rain, the sleet, and the snow. Then, my mother died and I was depressed. Of course, I am not equating the death of my dog with the passing of my mother, but my dog and my mom, at the time, were the two that took up most of my thoughts during the day. Brandy,. Will you go out with me”I couldn’t believe it, it was about time and clearly Jamie had been thinking I was going to say no or he wouldn’t have been so nervous to ask.I didn’t say anything, instead I stood in front of him and kissed him. Jamie broke the kiss.“So is that a yes” he asked, smiling at me“Yeah” I said calmly, trying not to sound desperate and kissed him wetly again.Our tongues slid around each others, swapping saliva. I felt Jamie's hand touch the top of my thigh, it inched further.