Two weeks had passed since that night, and a lot of changes were beginning to make themselves known around the Dennison household. Scarcely a night had passed without Flo and Arnie and Gus and Ginny recreating some of the incredible diversions that decisive night had offered. Gus had practically moved in now, taking most of the meals with the rest of them, and he and Arnie shared the two girls, alternating between one bedroom and the other.
Ginny had started to write this letter a dozen times, and this time she knew she had to finish it.
Dear Fred,
Things are absolutely wonderful here with Arnie and Flo. A couple of better relatives you couldn't ask for. We've had some great times together, and they've asked me to stay on here permanently. That is, if it's okay with you. You can join us here when your tour is over. I'll write more when we've worked out the details.
Love,
Ginny
There, that's over, and it wasn't so bad after all. Anyway, why should I try to explain the way things are here in a letter. There'll be plenty of time for that when he comes. And if I can't make him see the light, I know Flo has a few tricks that should do the job nicely.
Ginny stamped the envelope and sealed it and opened the door to walk to the post office. As was normal now, her ever-constant companion was by her side before she could leave the porch.
He rubbed his big, furry head against her bare leg as she walked in the summer heat, nuzzling her as a low whine slipped from his mouth.
"Good boy, Novlik! Good boy… We've got quite a night planned for you, big fella…! Gus is bringing a young Eskimo girl from Yellowknife over… and who knows, maybe if you're real good… there just might be a big surprise for you!"