Longing for the isolation of Culver’s Cottage and the promised gates due to shore up her security, Hana let go of her former home’s hold on her emotions. The sound of the cat-flap made her jump and she let out a scream. A huffy Tiger stalked into the family room, his wide eyes searching for danger. He peered around Hana, looking for the thing which made her cry out. Hana hunkered down and called him, but he demonstrated his irritation by skirting the room and sticking close to the walls. “Come on boy,” Hana pleaded. “I know you don’t like change and there’s been heaps lately. But we’re going to our new home. You’ll love it. No dogs, no neighbours, just abundant mice to catch whenever you like.”
Tiger approached with reluctance, listening to the soothing tone of her voice. He softened, whi
