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On the job and back home again.
"So, you're the man that helped my son find his lost puppy," she said with a big, warm smile, "I really can't thank you enough."
Everyone in the room introduced themselves to each other and made idle chit chat for a while. I found out that Pam was a single mother who lost her husband in a car crash several months earlier. She was working hard to support her family, and had bought the puppy recently in an effort to cheer up her son who was having a hard time this holiday season since the loss of his father. After a while it seemed logical that the group would have to disperse, though I was not looking forward to going back out in the cold and snow.
"Gary," Pam started, "Doug and I would like you to join us for dinner tonight. I'm making a big pot of beef stew. And I don't take 'no' for an answer very easily."
I thought briefly about my plans that evening. My bottle of wine could certainly wait and I doubt the TV would miss me for the evening.
"Sure," I replied. It would be nice to have a home cooked meal for a change. Besides, I was looking forward to getting to know Pam better and I got along well with her son Doug. I think Pam sensed that.
Pete assured us that he would keep us informed as to Sparky's condition as we all left the office. I followed Pam and Doug to their place in my own car. It turns out that they lived a few short blocks from my own apartment, not far from where I ran into Doug earlier in the day.
Pam led us all inside into a modest, but cozy little house she shared with her son. In the middle was a small, but brightly decorated Christmas tree. As Pam removed her bulky winter coat, I could not help but notice her trim, shapely figure. She really was an attractive young woman.
I offered to help with whatever I could in the kitchen. As it turns out that wasn't much, though I was able to help Doug set the table. Pam had some beer in the fridge, which of course went well with the stew. As I waited in the kitchen with Pam for the dinner to cook, Doug brought in what seemingly must have been every toy he owned to show me. It was mostly toy cars and a few toy guns which were starting to collect on the kitchen floor. I helped him put his things back away while his mother served the dinner, lest she start to get annoyed, though Doug was seemingly in his element.
Dinner turned out to be delicious. I had not had home cooked stew in some time and it was worth the wait. After dinner, the conversation turned to the Christmas season and I made the mistake of asking Doug what he wanted for Christmas.
"All I want is my puppy Sparky back," was his solemn reply.
For a moment I wished I could eat my words. It should have occurred to me that this boy would want nothing more than his beloved puppy to be alright. I sincerely hoped that that would be the case.
When it came time for Doug to go to bed and me to leave, Pam asked me if I wanted to join them again for dinner the next night. It would be Christmas Eve and I really had no other plans this year, since it was the first year after my divorce and my own family was out of town. I accepted her offer and we set a time as I left.
"I'm making chicken tomorrow," Pam started as I was walking out the door, "It's Doug's favorite."
"Left over stew would be fine with me," I shouted back. I was trying to lighten the mood at this point, but I was not sure it was working.
When I got home that night, I went to bed early. It was nice meeting Pam and Doug, but it was a tiring day. The next day I woke up early. I was just puttering around the house most of the morning, as I did not have to be back at Pam and Doug's till late afternoon. Just before noon time, the phone rang. It was Pete.
"Morning Gary," said the voice on the phone.
"Good morning Pete," I replied, "Merry Christmas, well almost. How's the puppy doing?"
"That's exactly why I called," he started, "I have one very healthy and playful pup here that needs delivery. I figured you might be seeing Pam and Doug sometime today."
I replied in the affirmative.