“I’ll be fine.”
Emma thought about making a wager, but decided against it. “Why don’t you take that room through there,” she pointed toward the smaller room, “and I’ll take this one.”
“You’ll be alright alone?”
“I’ll be fine.” Emma parroted his words. “Yell if you need me.”
Once she was alone, Emma searched for the mysterious kittens. She found two, huddled together under a chair, pressed as tightly to the wall as they could get.
“Ah, poor babies,” she crooned softly. “I won’t hurt you.”
She stretched her arm out and released a piece of string, slowly pulling it toward her. The kittens watched it move until the temptation was too great and one kitten moved closer.
When she tugged on the string, the kitten would follow. With each movement, she was a closer to catching it. As soon as
