Chapter 25
Paige was woken up the next morning by something heavy falling on her chest. At least it felt heavy when it landed but when she opened her eyes, she found a little kitten, Ginger, staring at her innocently.
"I hope this will not be a habit with you. I would prefer to be woken up gently if you don't mind." She scratched the little kitten behind her ear and looked around for Spice. The old cat was still curled up the end of the bed where she should be. Paige raised her arms over her head and stretched deeply. As she stretched, the kitten slid off her chest and looked at her with indignation as if to ask why. Throwing the covers off her, she slid her feet into the slippers by the side of her bed and pulled on her warm robe. With a deep yawn, she wandered downstairs and into the
