ONCE THE SUN HAD SET, the coolness of the air drove Morgan inside. She shut the doors behind her and looked around for Misty.
Wondering what trouble the cat might have gotten into, Morgan started searching for her. She didn"t have to look far; she walked into the library and saw the cat curled up on the window seat, her favorite spot. Morgan settled herself into an old rocker, pushing it into motion with one foot. She closed her eyes for a moment, the motion of the chair bringing back the memories of sitting in the same chair only on her mother or her aunt"s lap.
Morgan smiled at her memories and then opened her eyes to look around the room. It seemed every time she came in there was a new book to be read. One of these days she would have to do an inventory, but in the meantime, she got
