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Started February 07, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Bye mother." Lucinda walked to her bedroom and changed. She picked up her white kitten and returned to her spot on the couch.

Suddenly Alexandria burst back inside, locking the door behind her. "LUCINDA, YOU STAY ON THAT SOFA. DO NOT MOVE." She shook her head. "NO, GET UP AND HELP ME LOCK THE WINDOWS. Stick together now, no going upstairs alone!!!"

"What's happening mother?" Lucinda heard the panic in her mother's voice. "What about all the rest of the pets?"

"Close. The. Windows. I'll tell you everything when your rather gets home."

"Okay." Lucinda did as her mother told her.

"Come, upstairs," Alexandria said once they'd finished the first level. As she and her daughter walked up the steps, she asked, "what were you saying about pets?"

"Where are they, I have Snowball downstairs now, but I don't know where the rest are." Lucinda replied.

"I wouldn't know. Now, windows." She walked off the last step and began closing more windows, concern all over her face.

"May I look for them?" She asked.

"Lucinda," her mother said, a pained expression on her face.

"Mother?" Lucinda looked in her mother's eyes.

"Go get them," she said, turning.

"Okay." Lucinda ran downstairs and rounded up all the pets.

Alexandria walked down the stairs and found her daughter. "Your father should be home soon."

"Okay Mother." Lucinda looked up and held four tiny kittens in her arms.

"Tell me, Lucinda. Are you really ill?"

"Yes, I threw up in the nurse's office. They would have let me leave otherwise. Plus I would never lie." Lucinda responded.

"Hm. Then lay back down– without the animals."

Alexandra turned to walk away, then stopped. "This is a great opportunity to practice your embroidery! I'll fetch the kit."

"Okay Mother, I do enjoy a bit of embroidery." Lucinda sat back down.

suddenly, there came a knock at the door.

and then a second, harder and more urgent

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Alexandra rushed to the window, pulling aside the patterned curtains and peeking out. She then walked briskly to the door and opened it, pulling the figure outside in.

"Ma'am, I'll have to ask you not to do that again." the portly constable said. "Do you mind telling me what you know about what happened at your neighbors' house?"

Alexandra stared at him, her eyes wide and wild. "I should wait until my husband gets home."

the constable cleared his throat and nodded his head. "do you know what time he'll be here?"

"No… Would you care for some tea or coffee? You've probably had a long day."

It was seven o' clock.

Jim was late for dinner.

He had been invited to a bowling night at the nearest place of his work, and he barely slipped away, humming and driving. He had managed to slip away without a drink (though how much he wanted one) or any food. He knew (or hoped) that his wife had made some food. He pulled into his driveway, slinging his coat jacket over his shoulder and grabbed his bag, ruffling his dark hair before walking into his home.
"I'm home!" He called.

"Jim!"Alexandra called, leaping onto him and throwing her arms around him. She quickly composed herself, straightening her dress and smiling broadly. "Thank goodness you're home." She then nodded in the officer's direction.

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