Chapter 15

They delivered the freezer at ten. Conor helped them move it down to the basement while Brigitte (in wolf form) and I watched from the living room.

“Is that a wolf?” One of the delivery men asked. “That thing is huge.”

“Isn’t she beautiful, though,” I said. The wolf yipped. “It’s tame. You don’t have to worry about it unless you intend doing some harm. Then, I guess you’d be missing an arm.”

Brigitte lay on her back and I leaned down and rubbed her tummy. “Such a good girl.” She kicked her legs a little. “So cute.”

The freezer delivered, we went back to Kennebec and picked up five boxes of meat. Conor and I did the lifting again while Brigitte watched. Back at the house, we filled the new freezer and I picked out a nice steak for Carl for keeping an eye on my place. We loaded up the jeep with what we needed for the trip and headed out, getting on the road by noon after they each ate two pounds of raw hamburger, and I had a protein shake.

We hit I-95 in