Wayne continued to fidget while Abby located her cell phone, house keys and wallet and then dropped all three into her coat pocket. “Ready,” she announced as she scooped up Fancy. Then pushing Wayne aside, she walked out the door.
He knew it, he just knew it. She was going to bring the stupid dog along.
Fearing that Abby might fall, Wayne offered her his free arm. She willingly slid her arm through his and smiled a totally innocent looking smile.
Slowly, very slowly, they maneuvered their way to the car. Wayne opened the trunk, carefully placed the candy and the whiskey in the trunk and thought, if only I could put Abby and that dumb dog in here too.
Wayne settled Abby into the passenger’s seat and made sure that her seat belt was secure. Then he finally began to relax. That didn’t last long.
As they turned onto Main Street, Abby said, “Wayne, we have a police car following us. Do you think he’ll give you a ticket since Fancy isn’t in a proper puppy restraining device?” Abby didn’t hear well either so she tended to speak loudly. This was one of those times when Wayne would have been happier if his companion didn’t speak up.
Wayne turned off of Main Street and onto 5th. The patrol car followed. It wasn’t long before Wayne and Abby both started teasing about the patrol car. “Maybe they just want that million dollars we stole,” laughed Wayne.
Then Abby said, “No, they know that you have kidnapped me. They are coming after you. You can’t get away with me. They are going to catch you.”
Much to Wayne’s amazement, as he pulled into his drive way, the patrol car flipped on its lights on and sounded its siren. All Wayne could think was are they really going to cite me for not restraining that stupid dog?
Two patrolmen approached the car, guns raised. “Get out,” barked the taller of the two.
“Ma’am,” asked the other one, “Do you need help? Did you dial 911?”
“No,” exclaimed Abby. “I am just coming to visit for Thanksgiving.”
“Is your cell phone 535-9999?”
“Yes.”
“Someone just dialed 911 from that number.”
Abby reached into her pocket, pulled out her phone and realized that she had accidentally hit the speed dial on her phone. She had indeed called 911.
The emergency dispatch center had heard the conversation taking place between Wayne and Abby. Abby was allowed to go inside, but Wayne had a lot of explaining to do.