“Riley Rose, what are you doing outside?” I don’t tell her that she scared me so much I almost puked.
“’Enry, come quick. Kitty outside.”
The kitty thing, again? I can’t believe it.
“You need to come inside before—” I almost said before the ghost gets you, but I stop before I say it.
I reach out to pull Riley inside, but she bounces out of my way.
“I show you,” she says. “Kitty drinking milk.”
I take a step toward her but again she bounces away.
Dragon poop.
“Okay, Riley, I’ll look but we need to be quick before, before…before your mom knows you’re outside.”
She pulls me toward the stairs. Then she squeals and really bounces.
“Look, look.”
She points out toward the water, and I see a shape running away from the house and toward the forest.
Snap, there really is a cat. At least
