That was my own fault.
Still, I didn’t want to drive while I felt lightheaded.
Across the street was a small café.
A chalkboard near the entrance read:
DOGS WELCOME.
That was enough for me.
When I stepped inside, I noticed a golden retriever sleeping beneath a table near the window.
A young waitress approached.
Her entire face brightened when she saw Benny.
“Oh, he’s adorable!”
“He’d be very flattered if he could see you,” I said.
She laughed.
“I’m Mary. What can I get you?”
“Just a small coffee,
