Book3:WereMyDreamIs

atshehadbeenswihemiddle-agedwomanshouted,“Liar!Liar!”PedestriansstoppedtowatchDavidrunningafterthedogwhilethewomantoldthemherstory.Davidrealizedthathisploytogetmoneybypretendingtobeblindhadbeenexposed,sohegaveupchasingMaureenandquicklyslippedawayinanotherdire.

    Maureencrossedseveralblockssafelyandmadeforthesideofthekewiththewhiteeinitsmouth.Whenhisfigureappearedattheerofthestreet,thechildrenandadultssurroundingDimitrisawhimingandcriedouthappily,

    “Hey,yourlittledogisingback!”

    “Look!Hehasyourwhiteeinhismouth!”

    “Gooddog.Gooddog.”

    “Heisreallysmart.”

    Dimitriwasveryhappy,butjustatthatmomentheheardthesuddenscreegoftiresandthepeoplearoundhimexcimedandshriekedinarm.Dimitri’sheartlurchedinfear,“Whatcouldhavehappened?Ihopeit’snotMaureehought.Althoughdogsarecolorblind,Maureenhadundergonespecialtrainingaelligentlittledoguoodthediffereweentraffials.Redmeantstopandgreego.Charinahadalsorepeatedlytaughthimso.Butthistimehewasinsuchahurrytogivethewhiteebacktohisnewfriend,thatheigheredlight.Justwheothemiddleoftheroad,asedancamedrivingupswiftly.Luckilyitbrakedjustintheniebeforeithitthedog.Maureenwasscaredoutofhiswitsandsatdownmelyinthemiddleoftheroad.Theangrydriverrolleddownhiswindowandwasabouttobsttheculpritwhoalmostcausedaterribleactwhenhiseyesrestedonacutelittlepuppysittinginthemiddleoftheroadwithawhiteeofablindmaninhismouth,hisexpressionscaredbutalsoengaginglypitifuant.Thedriver’sangervahesightandheaskedkindly,“Areyht,boy?”Maureennoddedandthedrivermadeasigntellin