'Help Help Call off your dog'
Macon stopped typing and listened. He could hear barking and the voice sounded very close. He didn't think it could be Edward because Eeward was taking a walk with Porter. But Edward had been behaving strangely for a while, barking and showing his teeht when anyone come to the house, or tried to leave it.
Macon got up, and made his way on his crutches to the porch. Sure enough, it was Edward. He was jumping up and barking madly at the foot of the big tree in the fornt yard. With some difficulty Macon went down the steps and caught the end of Edward's leash. He looked up into the leafy shadows of the tree.
'Is there someone there? Who iw it?' he asked
'This it your employer, Macon'
'Julian?'
Julian climbed down the tree. There was dirt on his trousers and his usually neat dark hair was sticking out in all directions 'Macon, I really hate a man with a horrible.'
'Well, I'm sorry. I thought he was off on a walk.'
'By himself?' Julian brushed some leaves off his jacket. 'What happened to your leg? And where's the book? You daid you'd finish it in September, and it's now October.'
' It's kind of hard to explain.'Macon said. 'How did you find me, anyway?' He led the way into the house.
'Your nighbor told me where you were.'
'Oh, Garner'
they went into the living room. Julian chose the most comfortable chair and sat down. 'Where's Sarah?' he ask
'Your wife, Macon'
'Oh um She and I are ...' He found he could not say the word 'separated' It was something that happened to other people 'She's got an apart.ent downtown.'
'Your've separated?'
Macon nodded