Chapter 7

Monday morning I was just about to leave when I saw Raylund stretching before his run to work.

“Hidey-ho neighbor!” I called out and he pulled out of his stretch.

“Morning David,” he answered with a throaty growl that was his version of a chuckle. “How did it go on Friday?” He asked.

“I think it was good, but I haven’t heard back yet.”

“Hopefully you hear back soon. Is she a widowed centaur like we thought?” I snorted.

“Nope! Turns out she’s a minotaur.” His head jerked back in surprise.

“Really? But there aren’t any clans around here.” He glanced back and forth as if thinking. “How old is she?”

“I’m not sure, mid-twenties maybe. She’s nice though.”

“Female usually are, from what I hear. It’s the bulls you need to watch out for.” He scratched behind his ear thoughtfully. “It sounds like she must have run away. If that’s the case, don’t get involved if her clan comes looking for her. You’ll only get hurt, maybe even killed.” I groaned.

“Great ... it’s not like I have other options though. The clock’s ticking!”

“I know. Good luck.” I checked the time.

“Thanks. I think we both gotta get going though.”

“Goodbye, David. Let me know when you’re moving and I’ll help.” I grinned.

“Thanks, Reylund!” With that he took off, and after getting in my truck so did I.

I arrived at work and was just getting settled in when the trailer door opened.

“Yo, big man!” I chuckled at Tom’s greeting.

“Hey Tom, wassup.”

“Just another day in paradise!” He joked. “So, how’d it go on Friday?”

“Pretty good, I think. She said she’d call me in a few days. If she says yes then I’ll be moving in soon.

“Alright!” He leered at me for a moment. “So ... is she cute?” I coughed out a laugh.

“Maybe, if you’re into horns and hooves.”

“Huh...?”

“She’s a minotaur.” I said with a chuckle.

“Oh ... I see,” he relied soberly.

“Funny enough, it’s same one that was at the bar the other day.” Tom recoiled in surprise.

“No way!”

“Yep. She’s quiet and kind of sweet. I think she’d be a good roommate.”

“I guess that’s what matters most.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Anyway, I just thought I’d see how it went, but I’ve got a bunch of stuff to get done.”

“I know you do. Get back to work!” I teased and he laughed on the way out.

A couple hours later I was about to head to lunch when my phone rang. The display said it was Ruth. I took a deep breath then answered.

“Hello?”

“Hello, David?”