The young woman stepped towards Millsy as he headed for the gated exit. Her dog grabbed his attention right away: a wire-hair Jack Russell terrier, the white-and-tan colouring, the high energy level, the long hard stare that fixed Millsy like Eddie did with Kelsey Grammer on Frasier. He had never seen the dog and its owner at the park before. “Excuse me,” she said. “Could you hold your hand out for me?” He held his palm out—impulsively, a courtesy. “I reckon,” he said. “You’re in the way,” she told him, gesturing at the jogger approaching behind them. He lowered his…