I hadn't even locked the door yet when my phone started ringing. It was late afternoon and the weather was starting to cool down slowly.
I picked up the phone and put it to my ear. Cesur's voice was breathless. "You left the house, are you going somewhere?"
I sneakily looked around. Where were these scouts really? It was frustrating for them to follow me.
"Am I on some kind of probation?" I was careful not to sound angry.
"No, baby," she replied to me. I grimaced as a painful groan came from behind me.
"What was that?" I locked the door of the house and left the porch.
"Puppies' training day," he said wearily. "Where were you going?"
"Looking for a job."
"Wait a minute," he said, then his voice began to come from a little distance. "You guys go on. And stop fighting like kittens." I thought he was moving away from the training area when the sounds got a little quieter. "Looking for a job?"
