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Following from the garage through a small mudroom to the kitchen, Ranger was able to get a better look at the home. The interior of Jessie’s house was furnished from top to bottom. Glancing around Ranger figured that this was once the show home for the community’s Realtor as there were just too many things in the perfect place. The kitchen was a bit different. It was appointed with all of the latest and best appliances, beautiful counter tops and dark wood cabinets. It would have been beautiful if it wasn’t such a cluttered mess.

In fairness, the mess wasn’t filth or even dirty dishes. Instead it gave the impression that Jessie had been primarily living out of the one room alone. There were books stacked up on one section of the counter, …show more content…

Jessie walked over to a Tupperware on the counter and opened it, the dog turned his head and watched her hopefully. She reached in a pulled out a handful of jelly beans. With a hand gesture, the canine immediately walked over to her and sat down. She tossed the beans into the air and he caught each one before it hit the ground. “This is Wyatt” her loving pat on his head told Ranger that the two of them were close “he has a small candy addiction.” As the dog worked to get the jelly beans unstuck from his teeth, he nudged her leg gently. “I’m OK big man, you can go back to sleep.” Wyatt yawned, looked once more at Ranger, and crawled back under the breakfast bar.

Jessie motioned to the two stools at the bar and sat down. Ranger noticed she was moving a little more slowly. She turned to him as he joined her, assessing the best way to say what she needed to in order to avoid drama. “I understand you are here to protect me, and I know this is not a job you volunteered for. I am going to do what I can to be cooperative, but there will have to be some compromises along the way.” She attempted to look both stern and sincere.

Ranger, not known for cooperation, almost laughed. “I don’t compromise” was his curt reply “I am here to do a job, to protect you. That means that we are going to do things my way.” He finished his sentence with a look that meant business. Under the breakfast bar Wyatt quietly growled. Jessie shushed

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