“I’ll give it a go. But I can’t guarantee anything beyond today.”
He smiles at me, big and bright. I’ve made him happy, and I smile back because that makes me happy.
“I’m not looking for guarantees,” he says. “Just take what’s offered now.”
We hold each other’s gaze, the words resonating through me. No guarantees, take what’s offered…
“Let’s get going.” Freddie scoops up Jasper and sets him down. It must be my imagination that the mutt looks disgruntled, but I think I’d be if I’d been snuggled in Freddie’s warm lap.
“We’re expected at eleven-thirty, and afterwards, if you do well, they’ll be a special treat for you.”
I don’t need to be told twice to go and get ready.