Cindy chuckled, saying, “Oh, wow! Is this really the man I married?! We are in suburbia, my love. That’s how things work here. And I really think it was sweet. The city can be so distant, cold, and guarded. I like this,” Cindy said with a hopeful smile.
“Yeah. Jokes aside, I like it too,” Danny said before continuing with a doubtful grimace, “What about that John fellow, though?”
“I guess. I’m just not sure about how he said, ‘Guess we’ll see you there.’ He didn’t give us much of a choice, did he?” Danny said.
“It was a friendly invite, Danny!” Cindy said, laughing at her husband’s paranoia. “Enough of that now. Let’s get some shut-eye. Goodnight, my love,” Cindy concluded, kissing her husband.
“Goodnight, darling,” he replied.
A few days passed, and it was finally the Saturday of the barbecue. The families set up the barbecue in the large lawn space that bordered the Summers and Johnson homes.
The barbecue was beautifully set up by both the Johnson and Summers family. All of the neighborhood came out to meet and greet their new neighbors.
Everything was proceeding perfectly. Tommy and Kevin even found each other finally having an interaction beyond simple nods of acknowledgment as they raved about their favorite video games.
As Tommy and Kevin played on the lawn while the adults continued with their own banter closer to the house, a dalmatian suddenly ran towards them and began digging various holes in the yard. Kevin immediately shot up in alarm, running to his dad by the grill.
“Dad! Dad!” Kevin yelled.
“Over there! There’s a dog in the yard!” Kevin said, pointing to the dog. Danny and Kevin rushed towards the dog, only to suddenly see Kevin playing with it.
“My yard!!” Danny said, seething with rage. “Who’s dog is this?” Danny yelled.
“She’s our dog, sir,” Tommy said softly, a little taken aback by Danny’s rage. Suddenly, John appeared from behind Danny.
“Everything okay here?” John asked.
“No, everything is not okay. Your dog is making a mess of my yard,” Danny said, pointing to the random hole in the yard.
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