Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 91840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
It doesn’t look like she’s on the phone.
“Baaahhh!”
“Gucci, please. He’ll hear you.”
“Is there a fucking sheep in my apartment?”
She nearly jumps out of her skin. Grabbing ahold of whatever is making that noise, she holds it to her chest, keeping her back to me.
“Speedy?”
“Baaahhh! Baaahhh!”
“Ava, turn the fuck around and show me what’s in your arms.”
She turns slowly, a look of guilt and apprehension on her face.
My eyes nearly bug out of my head. “Is that a fucking…goat?”
“A pygmy goat.”
“Why is there a fucking pygmy goat in my apartment?”
“Well, because she’s mine. I didn’t have anywhere to keep her today, and I needed to come back here to help you. And I know I shouldn’t have brought her here, but I didn’t have any other choice.”
“Why do you have a goat?”
“She’s called Gucci.”
“Okay.” I scratch my head. “I’ll rephrase. Why the fuck do you have a goat called Gucci?”
“Because I love Gucci clothes, and it fits her perfectly, don’t you think?”
“I don’t have a fucking clue!”
She frowns at me. “Don’t yell. You’ll scare her.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Wouldn’t want to scare the goat, now would we?”
“Baaahhh!”
Speedy covers the goat’s ears. “Stop it, Gabe. She doesn’t like loud noises.”
“Well, it doesn’t have any problem making them.”
“She’s a she, not an it. And she’s called Gucci.”
“You’re certifiable.”
“You’re an asshole.”
“I thought we’d already established that.”
“Baaahhh! Baaahhh!”
“Can’t you keep that thing quiet?” I frown.
She frowns back at me. “She’s not a thing, and you’ll hurt her feelings, saying that.”
“God forbid I hurt the goat’s feelings.”
She gives me a dirty look and walks over to her bag. She pulls out a bag of chopped up apples and proceeds to start feeding the goat.
I pull out one of the breakfast stools and rest my ass on it. “Where the hell did you get her from anyway?”
“A farm in Glendale.”
“And they just let you take her, knowing you lived in an apartment building?”
“Well, honestly, the guy didn’t seem that interested in where I lived. He was more interested in the money I was going to pay for her.”
“Asshole.”
“What?” she squeaks.
The goat jumps.
“Sorry, Gucci.” She puts the goat on the floor and continues intermittently handing apple slices to it.
“I meant, the guy who sold you the goat. Not you. Naive is more the word I’d use for you.”
“Hey! I am not naive!”
“Look, an apartment is hardly the place for a goat. It needs to be on a fucking farm, or it needs a garden at the very least. They’re outdoor animals. Not home-kept pets.”
“She’s not just a pet! She’s my family! And the only family I have around me at the moment! And I didn’t know when I got her that she needed a garden! I’m doing my best, okay? I can’t do any fucking more than that!”
That’s the first time I’ve heard her say fucking. Sounds kind of hot, coming from her sweet mouth. And it is until she does the thing I hate most.
She bursts into tears.
Ah, fuck.
“Jesus. Speedy, I didn’t mean to make you cry.”
“You didn’t.” She sniffles.
“Then, why are you crying?”
“Things have just been a bit rough recently. I’m sorry I got upset.” She dries her face with her hands. “I’ll go figure something out with Gucci, and then I’ll come back to take care of you. I just don’t know what I’m gonna do…”
“Where did she spend yesterday?”
“She was at my apartment.”
“So, why isn’t she there today?”
She shifts uneasily on her feet.
“Speedy?”
“I don’t have an apartment anymore, okay?” Her eyes fill with tears again.
An unfamiliar ache appears in my chest. “What do you mean, you don’t have an apartment anymore?”
“I was evicted. It was my last night there. As of this morning, I’m officially homeless. I’ve been trying to get a new apartment for Gucci and me, but there’s nowhere that allows pets.”
Fuck. She’s lost her job and her apartment.
And I know very well how hard it is to be stuck with nowhere to go.
“Why did you lose your apartment?”
“Well, after Jeremy left, I was feeling lonely and a bit sad. And, one night, I was on YouTube, watching cute animal videos to cheer me up, and I came across this one of pygmy goats. And they were so adorable, and I just felt really happy, watching them.
“So, I Googled pygmy goats for sale, and a website came up. A farm in Glendale. I emailed them to see if they had any, and the guy responded back, saying he had one left. So, I said I’d drive down in the morning to have a look. And, when I saw her, I just fell in love. She was so sweet and friendly. So, I paid the guy and brought her home with me.
“Only I didn’t know I wasn’t allowed to have a pet in the apartment. And she was being a bit noisy, as she was nervous, I think, from being in a strange place at first. And, when I was at work, she apparently made a lot of noise because some of my neighbors complained to my landlord. He said I either got rid of her or I was out. And, of course, I couldn’t get rid of her. So, he gave me a month’s notice, and I haven’t been able to find another place that allows pets.