"Yeah," Kitty slipped it from her pocket and placed it on Norville's palm. She hoped, at least, that doing this made him feel worth something. It had been a little more than a nag at the back of her mind that he thought too little of himself.
"He probably would if you asked. Better to do it after we've settled, though. For now, you can use mine."
Norville tapped away on the tiny phone for a minute until he'd located the maps and found a park. He found the park and traced out the path. "Okay! It looks like there's a nice park about five minutes' walk... that way." He turned and pointed. "That shouldn't be too hard, right?"
Norville grinned and started walking. "Sure! Unless Sam takes the lead."
The muscular dog was already walking in front of them, eagerly sniffing at all the new smells and exploring the sidewalk. So many things to smell!
"Um..." Norville checked a street sign then nodded to himself. Yes, they were going in the right direction, and he was not going to lead them off the end of a pier. "I suppose it is? I guess I haven't really given it much thought, liking it or not. It is a really cool place to be. I've never lived so close to water before."
"Probably. I think they are on beaches, not piers, but I bet we can find a nice shore around here some- GAH!"
Sam had stopped suddenly right in front of Norville, and Norville stumbled as he tried to slam on the breaks and not step on Sam, kick him, or fall on him. He spun in an awkward circle as he tried to catch his balance. Sam didn't seem to notice at all, his nose glued to the sidewalk.
"From here, it still looks like an empty spot of concrete," Norville shrugged. "Maybe when they were building this place, one of the workers dropped part of his lunch into the concrete." He grinned at the idea. "Or maybe Sam is a cadaver dog and we never knew before now when he's found something!"