Exclusive Excerpt from Snow Storm
by Davidson King
“May I ask why you’re making a huge scene in the front of Mr. Manos’ house?” He wasn’t being kind to her, but she didn’t seem to care. She batted her eyes.
“Well, Billy, you see, I need to speak with one of the Manos men. My lovely Pixie is in quite a state and it’s all that Buck’s fault.”
Oh lord above, that dog was going to be the death of me.
“Well, I’ll be glad to help you if you can explain the situation.”
She nodded, clearly pleased she had his attention. “Yes, I asked Donald here if I could enter, but he said no, and that’s very rude.” She gave an unaffected Donny the stink eye.
“You have to understand why, Mrs. Markle. You’re hollering at the gate.”
“Yes, well, my Pixie just got back from the vet and she’s pregnant!” she screeched, and that was it. I couldn’t sit there.
“Now, you hold on a second, Mrs. Markle,” I said as I stepped out of the car. Ignoring Bill’s goddammit or Donny’s oh god, I got right up in her face. “Your French poodle is a little slut! She’s been shaking her fluffy ass all over the street. I saw her last week getting her ass tackled by Mr. Ryder’s bulldog, so don’t come here and blame Buck.”
“Why you little…” Yeah, Mrs. Markle went for my neck.
“No!” Bill shouted and stepped between us. “Mrs. Markle, there’s no way of knowing if Buck is the daddy.” That comment earned him a chuckle from Donny. “After the birth, we can all sit down and figure it out.”
“And what about her bills until she delivers?”
“If Buck is the father, then we’ll pay fifty percent after she delivers. But do yourself a favor and get your hussy of a dog fixed,” I snapped, and she began screaming again. “Open the gate, Donny, I’m done with the Poodle Madam.”