reminded him of her.
Sal and his good friend Romero walked out the front door. As
usual, Romero was in the middle of laughing until he was distracted by
something out in the street.
“There she is,” Romero said, and they all turned in the direction
where he motioned.
A big white-and-pink van with the words “Wagg’n Wheels,” with photos
of dogs and cats and a trail of pink paws painted all over it, pulled up in
front of Sal’s house.
“Cool!” Both kids said in unison as they all took in the van.
“Is she gonna need to pull into the driveway?” Sal asked Romero. “I
can pull my car out.”
“I don’t know,” Romero said, walking away toward the van. “Let me
ask her.”
The kids started to follow Romero until Sal told them to wait. He
then turned to Lorenzo. “We’ll go as soon as I get this taken care of. Grace is
busy feeding the baby, and I want to make sure I get the payment taken care of and
next appointment set.”
Lorenzo nodded. “Is Romero going too?”
“Nah.” Sal turned back to the van where the young girl wearing
pink scrubs stepped out. “He can’t today. He’s just here because that’s his
cousin. I’ve only met her a handful of times. Romero set this up, so he thought
it might be best if he was here for her first visit.”
Lorenzo turned back to the girl curiously. Both she and Romero
were turned away from them now as she began opening up the side of the van. He’d
seen some of these mobile pet-grooming vans on the road, but he was curious now
what one looked like inside. He’d personally never had a pet that needed to be
groomed, but it didn’t surprise him that his cousin Sal not only would have his
expensive dogs groomed but he’d have a groomer who made house calls.
“That’s cool that you don’t even have to take your dogs in these
days,” he said, still studying the Wagg’n Wheel’s van. “They come to you.”
Before Sal could respond to that, Romero waved them over. The
kids and the pups were instantly off and running. The girl had already stepped
inside, and Romero stood just outside, looking in.
“Oh my goodness!” Lorenzo heard the young woman say as the
puppies made their way up the small ramp she’d put out. “They’re adorable!”
Vivianna made the introductions, giving their new groomer their
puppies’ names. Lorenzo stretched his neck out curiously to peek inside the
van. Even as the girl came to the door, he was still trying to catch a glimpse
of the inside of the van behind her. It looked very state-of-the-art.
“Hey, Sal,” she said as Lorenzo brought his attention to her now
as she made her way down the ramp.
“Hi, Olivia,” Sal said, as he reached out and shook her hand. “How’ve
you been? It’s been a while.”
“I’m good,” she explained as Lorenzo peered at the girl in a
ponytail. “Staying real busy, so I can’t complain.”
He couldn’t be sure, but his insides were already tightening up. The
more he looked at her, the more familiar she seemed. It wasn’t a good kind of
familiar either. This wasn’t just Sal’s new dog groomer; she was Romero’s
cousin. And if she was who he thought she was, this could get real awkward. But he held off having any kind of inward freak out just yet because
he could still be wrong.
“Well, you’ve met Baloo and Yogi,” Sal said, smiling down at the
two little fuzz balls wagging their tails rapidly. “This is my cousin, Lorenzo.”
He turned to Lorenzo, who froze the moment his eyes met with hers. “Enzo, this
is Olivia.”
He caught the instant she, too, made the connection and froze.
Olivia.
It’d been over a month since the night they’d had together and he’d
hightailed it out of there like a little bitch. He’d since tried in vain to
remember her name, but he was sure it hadn’t been Olivia. All he remembered was
it was short and uncommon. At least to him it was. Maybe all this time he’d
been feeling like a dick for running out on her like that, and he