Okay, then. His therapy session, provisioning, and, some mysterious online business. Molly was on alert.
“How are you getting to town?”
“I usually rent Willy’s pickup for the day. You know Willy?”
“Yes, he works for Silas. A very skilled horseman.”
“He works eight to five. I pay him $50 and return it with a full tank.”
“I’ll bet it’s almost empty when you get it.”
“Usually has a quarter tank or so.”
“Can I give you a ride?”
“That would be nice. You have a pickup?”
“The resort has pickups. I drive an open air Jeep.”
“Jeep would do it. Would we take Bear and Shadow?”
“Shadow goes everywhere with me. When I go inside, I find a place for her outside and leave her tied in the shade with water.”
“Will we have room for provisions with both dogs?”
“If you’re only buying stuff that’s going to fit on Beryl, we can make it work.”
“Great.”
“When’s your appointment?”
“11:00 in the morning at the VA offices in the federal building, downtown Omak. A secretary sets me up in a conference room and verifies to Gloria that I’m really there.”
“How long is the appointment?”
“One hour. Would you like to join the session?”
Molly almost spit out her food. “Excuse me?”
“Gloria would like it, and it might help my cause.”
“How so?”
“She’s allowing me to live in the mountains, but she wants me to gradually assimilate back to society. Having a beautiful girlfriend would help the cause.”
“And where are you going to find abeautifulgirlfriend.”
“I already have.”
“Oh, you think you have agirlfriend?”
“I hope so.”
“Oh boy, you really are trying to get laid.” Molly was blushing, but pleased.
“Yes, I am.”
“So, what happens in one of these sessions?”
