I’ve been judging her for living the life she knows, when that’s exactly what I’ve been doing. The fact she was able to turn something she loves into a paid career is even more impressive. I, too, was able to find a job I love, but it’s a lot harder than you think.
“Well, I’m glad some of your family found Lovers.”
“Me too.” She bites her bottom lip and looks away. “Okay, I have an idea.”
“What's that?”
“You choose a name, and the first dog to respond to it is the dog we pick.”
“I like it.”
I also like the way she sayswe.
“Okay, what's the name?”
“I don’t know yet.”
“Miles!”
“What? I’ve had other things on my mind. Plus, I sort of thought I’d know which dog I wanted when I got here and a name would just come to me.”
Quinn shakes her head with a smile. “You’re something else.”
“Yeah.” I pick a few strands of grass from the yard, tossing it at her. “So are you.”
“At least I have name ideas.”
“Let’s hear them.”
“Buddy.”
“Too common.”
“Rocky.”
“Pass.”
“Max.”
“Eh.”
“Charlie.”
“Too human.”
“Too human,” she repeats with a laugh. “Okay.”
“That’s it?”
She pinches her lips together and then sighs. “I have one more, but I don’t know if I should tell you.”
“Why not?”
“Because it’s from a movie, and anytime I think of this one scene from the movie, I want to cry, but I just love the name so much.”
“Does it have a golden retriever?”
She nods.
