The first thing Sara became aware of was that she hurt. Everything hurt. Even her fingernails hurt. She didn’t want to move. Didn’t really even want to breath. What had happened? There was something she needed to do. Something pulling at her, demanding she get up and…do…something.
A movement in her mind drew her attention. A large cat snuffled, rolled over and continued to sleep. Liguar. Her liguar.
Whispering began in a low tone. It was so low at first that she couldn’t understand the words. The tone was soft, loving. The voice was deep and soothing. Concentrating harder, the words began to take form and the voice became more familiar.
“Come on, Sugar. I know you are trying to wake. I love you. I am here, waiting to see those beautiful eyes of yours. Terrence is pacing a whole in the
