Jan bit her lip. “I can’t leave Jill all by herself at the library for two weeks. I shouldn’t just up and leave like that. Again. It isn’t fair to her. She’s already angry about all the time I’ve taken off.”
“Don’t librarians ever take vacations? Get sick? There are substitute teachers. Are there substitute librarians?”
“Well, yes. But like I said, the budget is being cut. I don’t think there is any money to hire a substitute. I’m not sure it will work out.” Although maybe some new graduates might be interested. She would have jumped at the chance a few years ago. Maybe she could make a few calls.
Michael smoothed a curl back from her forehead. “Tell the library big-wigs you’ll give the substitute your vacation pay.”
“What? Give them money? My money? I can’t afford to do that.”
“I can. Or more precisely the client can. They pay me. I pay you. You pay the sub. It all works out.”
“You’d do that?” She took his hand in both of hers. “Really?”
He tilted his head. “Of course. So you’ll go?”
Jan looked into his eyes. She was out of excuses. Now it was a matter of trust. So many years of avoiding her mother’s out-of-control lifestyle had made her afraid of spontaneous decisions. But being with Michael had shown Jan that she could do things that scared her, like dancing the merengue in front of a crowd or riding a horse on a beach through crashing ocean waves. Nothing bad happened. In fact, it was great. Going to a foreign country was scary. But she trusted that Michael wouldn’t drag her into something she’d regret. So there was no reason not to go to Russia with him.
Jan grinned widely. “Yes. I’ll go. You’re right. It’s a wonderful opportunity and I would be a fool to miss it. It reminds me of that movie Risky Business, when Tom Cruise’s friend says, “...sometimes you gotta say, what the...”
Michael cut her off with his kiss, pulling her against him. His hands were in her hair and then roaming the curves of her body. He whispered in her ear. “Exactly.”
Thanks for Reading
Thank you for dedicating some of your reading time to Fuzzy Logic. I hope you enjoyed Jan, Michael and Kat’s adventures and I wanted you to know that I’ll be writing more books that will feature Kat, Joel and various other residents of Alpine Grove who bring dogs to the new boarding kennel.
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~ Susan C. Daffron
Fuzzy Logic is dedicated to my husband James Byrd,
my best friend and biggest supporter.
Thanks for everything!
Acknowledgements
Writing a novel is never easy and I’d like to thank my husband James Byrd for his support and encouragement throughout the writing and publishing process.
I’d also like to thank my alpha and beta readers for their eagle-eyed reading and great feedback:
James Byrd
Cynthia Daffron
Dian Chapman
Kathy Goughenour
Kate Turner
Thanks also to Fiona, the original fuzzy white dog who was the inspiration for Swoosie. I’m happy to say that Fiona is not quite as naughty as Swoosie, but she is a Samoyed and she is just as sweet. People really do come up and ask to pet her all the time because she is THAT cute.
About the Author
Susan Daffron is the author of 12 nonfiction books, including several about pets and animal rescue. She lives in a small town in northern Idaho and shares her life with her husband, two dogs and a cat—the last three, all “rescues.”
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