Not A happy Outing

Tom was stocking up the supplies in the ambulance when all of a sudden Boomer bounced up the step.

“G’Day, boy. What you doing here?”

Boomer grabbed Tom by the hand and tried to pull him from the ambo, growling a little when he thought Tom wasn’t going to follow.

“Okay, lad, I’m coming. Take me to your mum.”

Tom was pulled towards the front door of the station and out into the bright sunshine. He took a minute to adjust to the light, and then saw Tori. She was sitting in the shade of a tree on a wooden seat. She looked to be crying. Tom rushed across to her and knelt before her.

Placing his hand on her knee, he waited for her to look up at him. The tears were flowing freely now, and Tom was worried that she was in pain.

“Tell me,” he said softly.

“It’s nothing,” she sobbed in reply. “I’m sure I’m being stupid.”

“Are you hurt, darling?”

“No, really, I’m fine.”

“Freaked out, Insecure, Neurotic and Emotional?” Tom asked, getting a slight smile in response.

“No, my love, really fine. I just got a little upset is all.”

Tom got up and sat next to her, placing his arm around her shoulders. “You want to tell me who or what got you in this state?”

“Oh, Tom. I’m feeling really silly now, and I know he was well within his rights, but that way he did it really upset me.”

“Who…what…”

“Boomer and I took a walk round the centre this morning. He decided it was time for us to introduce ourselves to everyone. Most of the offices and stores were really pleased to see us, but when we went to go into the corner store, the owner rushed from behind the counter and shouted for me to take me flea infested beast out of his establishment. He didn’t give me a chance to explain that Boo is my ‘hearing dog’, he just pushed us out and slammed the door.”

“He put his hands on you?” Tom asked, anger rising.

“No, not literally, darling. He shooed us away before we’d even step foot in the place. I’m silly to have gotten so upset.”

“You’re not. You have every right to be upset; he should have given you a chance to say something before doing that. I think I may have to go speak to him. What’s his name…Jessop?”