““I got into service dog training through a connection I made with one of the rescue volunteers.” Her smile grew especially bright at that point. “Oh,” Fiona said, her own smile kicking up a notch as she leaned toward Maddy, a conspiratorial look on her face. “And does this volunteer have a name?” Maddy lifted her hand to adjust her straw, modestly showing off a twinkling engagement ring. “He might.” Fiona hooted and grabbed Maddy’s hand to take a closer look. Kerry just moaned in mock dismay. “Seriously, whatever it is you all are drinking, tell me so I can steer clear.” Fiona just patted Kerry’s hand and smiled. “You keep telling yourself that, sweetie.””
