CHAPTER FIFTY
Emily appeared again after a fair amount of time. Trelio had been looking out for her distinctive footwear. Emily wore pink boots of a design that Trelio had never seen before with black laces. She was carrying a large red box with small holes in it and a door made of clear material on its end. Inside the box was a huge cat which would have been about the size of a horse in Minaturia. It looked very young and had black-and-white fur.
“I need all of you to get in the box with my kitten. That way I can take you on the bus to the bridge and no one will suspect a thing,” said Emily.
“Do we need to get into the box with that beast?” asked Trelio looking at the cat, which seemed very young.
“It’s only my kitten, Tibbles,” said Emily.
“As long as Tibbles won’t hurt us,” s
