Cathy carried the Buttercup Bend library bag containing the books she’d borrowed from the library and plopped them next to her on the passenger seat.
When she arrived home, she took Bodkin’s address book from her glove compartment and slipped it into the library bag. She wanted to have another look at it.
As she opened the front door, Gran called out to her, “Be careful, Catherine. The kittens are roaming.”
Sure enough, Harry and Hermione ran to her. Florence came from the kitchen. “They missed you. I kept dinner.”
Cathy sniffed the air. It was full of herbs and spices. “Smells good. What did you make?”
“Come and see.” Florence looked back at her. “Bring those library books up to your room first. I take it you visited Mildred?”
“Yes. I was looking for some information.”
Florence kne
