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Chapter Four: Meeting Rocky

After the hard work is done, I got up the wagon with Slim as the men are on the wagon as well, but I'm in the front, they're in the back. Slim called me his special lady because I'm the only girl in this ranch to work. Uncle let me work because I gotta make a living. "So," Slim spoke, "How's the new workers?" Slim looked at me, I looked at Slim then I looked back at the wagon, to see if the new workers are here. Yup.

George and Lennie are talking well, mostly Lennie is talking. I smiled at them, Lennie seemed like a giant but he's shy and kind. George and Lennie are the unlikeliest pair to travel around California. I turned my head as I saw George's head are turning to my way. I smiled at Slim, "Yep. They're here and they're the darnest workers I've ever seen," I said happily at Slim. Slim smiled brightly, "Good, I'm planning to keep them here,"

"Great!" I smiled as I looked at the view, the sun is setting down. Its been a long day.

Arrived to the ranch, everyone got off of the wagon and went to the water room where the water is filled up by the buckets for everyone to use to wash off their sweats from working all day at the hot sun. I walked to my own bucket and I saw Lennie standing, brushing his teeth as George smiled proudly at Lennie for working today really well. I smiled at them as I walked up to them.

"Hey guys!" I said as I put cooling water on my face, it felt so much better after I put the water on my face to cool off. George and Lennie looked at me at the same time, I smiled at them. Lennie and George didn't say anything but stares at me. I wondered what's on my face but then Lennie asked after he put his finger out, "Do you have dog?" I was confused, "Yes…I do have a dog, but he's very old. Why?" "Because he wanted a pup so badly since we got here, I promised him I would get one for him," George explained. I nodded, understanding what he said.

"Oh! Slim's dog just got pups, maybe you can ask him?" I suggested.

George said with a smile, "That's a good idea. Hold on," George walked to Slim and began talking to him about Lennie might have the pups.

Slim smiled. That's when I knew Lennie is going to get the pup he wanted.

I sat down on the bed with Rocky by my side, Rocky is a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, he's tan and white, he sat down on my lap, snoring his adorable snore, he's sleeping and he has been sleeping often because he's old. He's 15 years old and he have a heart disease, he's got no teeth, couldn't eat well. I was reading a book while Rocky is on my lap, it felt comforting to be loved by a companion, someone that doesn't judge you. Rocky is my best pal.

Then Lennie and George walked in, I looked up to see Lennie smiling like a child, I asked, "You like the pup, Lennie?" Lennie looked at me as he froze, he's not smiling anymore. George stopped when he noticed me as well. Lennie looked at George as if its alright to talk to me. George nodded and looked at me, "Its okay, Lennie. She's safe," he added a small smile, "She's a good person." I smiled at George, silently thanking him for trusting me to talk to Lennie.

Lennie went back to a smiling kid, "Yes, ma'am! I'm love my new pup!" Lennie giggled. I smiled and chuckled, "I'm sure you do!" I heard a grumbling noise so I looked down and saw Rocky stretching and yawned; he opened his eyes and panted at me as I rubbed his head. He licked my cheek, I smiled at him still.

Lennie asked, "Say, can I pet him?" I looked at Lennie and looked back at George, I wanted to make sure Lennie can. I said as I looked back to Lennie, "Sure," Lennie bend down and pet Rocky, "Gentle, he's old." I spoke softly, Lennie seems to understand that. Then after he pet Rocky. Lennie went back to his bed and just sat down.

George looked at Rocky, "How old is he?" he sat down on my bed, petting Rocky. Rocky panted contentedly and closes his eyes in pleasure—he's loving the petting—I looked down a bit then I looked up and spoke, "15 years old Mr. Milton,"

George looked at me, flashed his handsome smile, "Please, don't call me Mr. Milton, call me George, Ms. Anderson," I smiled shyly back and said, "Please, call me Stacey, George."

George smiled and spoke my name softly.

George's POV

Stacey's name is so pretty that it rolled in my tongue. She looked so beautiful but I wonder where her parents are? And she looked so young so she must have parents. She didn't mention about her parents nor her siblings.

I wonder….

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