s**t. Shitshitshit. Cody gunned the gas, speeding as much as he dared, down the main road into Prairie. He and Teddy had spent the afternoon observing a mama in labor, and ultimately, Teddy had made the call to contact the vet. The vet had run long, and now he was late, after Carolina had expressly told him to be prompt.
It couldn’t be helped, and surely she would forgive his tardiness this once? He slammed on the brakes as he wheeled into the parking lot and hurried into the medical center as fast as his gimpy leg would let him. His uneven footsteps echoed down the deserted hall as he paused hand on the knob of the community room door. Indecision wracked him. Should he go in? The last thing he wanted was to call attention to himself. Muffled ambient music played on the other side of the
