The Keeper
Copyright© 2021 by Charly Young
Chapter 33
Quinn drove to Amanda’s veterinary clinic. He needed to get to Oldtown but couldn’t stop himself from driving by to make sure the little wolf girl was okay.
The clinic was located on the northwest side of town amid the lush pastures that lay alongside the Stillaguamish River. After the events of the day the drive relaxed him. The rich smell of new mown hay filled the air for some reason reminding him of his time Mr. MacLeish. For all his sternness the man was not unkind, and he was the only father Quinn had known. More and more he regretted not having made more effort to stay close to the old man when he got out of the Navy.
He pulled into the parking lot and got out of the truck. No sooner had he opened the door, when he heard a squeal, and a tall blond woman came running from the back and grabbed him in a fierce hug.
“Oh Lanie, I thought I’d never see you again.”
Quinn was flummoxed. He had no idea how to respond.
“Lanie,” she said in a tiny voice. “Don’t you remember me?
Kids in foster homes came and went. Nobody got too close.
“Sure, I do Suzie. I’m just kinda surprised you remember me.”
“Why wouldn’t I? You’re my big brother. You taught me how to ride a bike. Hey, you need to meet your niece. Charlie come on out and meet your Uncle Lan.”
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