I felt the bed dip as he sat down. Has he gone back to sleep ?
I heard soft snores again and waited for some more minutes just to be sure before coming out. I saw the necklace’s clasp, the broken little silver flower, first thing after I popped my head out and came out from my hiding place. It was playing peek a boo with the pillow. I pulled it out gently and gave it a quick hug. I wish I could see his face when he woke up and found that, the necklace is gone. No time to celebrate here. I tiptoed back out and closed the door. I did something between tiptoeing and fast walking down the stairs. I opened the door and got out before closing it quietly then doing an air punch and a little happy dance. I tucked the necklace in my pajamas pocket and headed to my house.
“Aren’t cat burglars supp
