Page 187 of Will Bark for Pizza

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Just as I set the phone down, it dinged.

Kira: I want to collect my favor now.

Kira: Meet me at the boat ramp in an hour.

Kira: Please.

SIXTY-FOUR

HUSKER

Mom, do I really have to wear this stupid thing?

“Husker, if you stop squirming, it’ll be easier to get your life jacket on.”

But all the other dogs will make fun of me!

Mom!

Click.

“There, all good to go.”

Go?

Are we going?

Where are we going?

Are we going on the lake?

I don’t want to get wet.

But I want to find that stupid pondweed.

I have a score to settle.

Mom, are we going?

Hurryup!

“We have to wait.”

Wait?

Go?

Wait?

Go?

Which one is it, Mom?

“Here, have a treat.”

Oh, treat!

Num, num, num.

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