“Dogs that have killed … ,” the colonel said. “It might be a problem. They’re no trouble to you, or others? I’d hate to see them destroyed. I’ll have a word with Oberavich. They might profit from a training session.”
A few days later, having exhausted themselves cleaning up Paulie’s camp, Joe and Helen strolled up to their building site, just to take in the view. After they had admired the scenery, Helen said, “We should move quickly on this.”
“What do you mean?” Joe said.
“Get the papers signed.”
“That’s no problem,” Joe said. “Frank is cool.”
“He’s cool,” Helen agreed. “It’s Fedima. She’s a farmer, you know. She has plans.”
Joe was taken aback. “Already!”
“Oh, yes. She’s looking out for her family, you know.”
“Her family! She doesn’t have a—You mean Frank?”
“And the kids. There’ll be kids, starting in about nine months, I’d guess.”
Joe looked around in dismay. “Kids.”
“Don’t worry, Joe, we’ll have plenty of room. You should take up fly-fishing, you know.”
“I’d rather wrestle,” he said.
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