Misty Hollow Cat Detective (Darcy Sweet Mystery) (A Smudge the Cat Mystery Book 1) (14 page)
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Authors: K.J. Emrick
I really wish I could have seen Pat's face. Here was the ring he thought was gone, right out in the open where his grandmother could see it, looking like it had been dropped
from his own pockets.
Gotchya
.
"
Th-that wasn't there," he stutters. "I mean, I didn't have it in my pocket. No! I mean…"
I can see his grandmother's face
from where I am, and the smile of satisfaction I see suits her really well. I don't know what this grandson of hers has put her through before all this happened, but I can imagine. Now she finally had good reason to make him leave her house. She'd be free of him.
Not only that, but Ginny had left Pat too, so he wouldn't be able to ruin her life. Win, win.
Not exactly the happy ending you get in fairytales, but it's one I could live with.
***
I had to sneak through
most of the house before I found an open window to jump out of. Smiling to myself, I let my thoughts wander back to the memory of that girl cat I had seen through the Dog Shack's door. If you've ever been distracted by thoughts like that, you'll understand what happens next.
Out into the street I went, not looking, and not seeing the big green truck speeding at me. The driver
blared the horn and brakes squealed and I jumped faster and farther than I'd ever jumped before.
The truck narrowly missed me.
I could feel the breeze from it ruffling my fur. You guessed it. That's not where I lost that one life either. It was a close thing, though.
Landing on the sidewalk, panting, fur
standing on end, I made a beeline for my house. All the way across town I ran and didn't stop for anything. I ran, and I ran, and I ran until I was home.
Home.
It just has a nice, safe sound to it, doesn't it? Like no matter what's going on in your day, you know you're safe when you get home. That's exactly how I felt as I went around to the back of the house where my secret little entrance is. There's a gap in the foundation where the cellar walls meet the support beams. Easy enough to slip through. Just like that, I was in.
Home.
Couldn't be any safer than I am right now.
Heaving a sigh of relief, I shook myself all over and drank probably half of the water in my dish. Solving mysteries around this town can make a guy thirsty. It's sort of becoming a habit for me. Not that I mind. I kind of like helping out where I can. I just hope it doesn't become something I have to do all the time.
Climbing up the stairs I can feel the day catching up to me. The sun is still out, and it's still warm, and with everything else I've done today sleep is ready to claim me. So up the stairs I went, stretching out on the carpet along the very top stair. It's one of my favorite sleeping places. Right in the middle of everything, but still nice and cozy. I stretch out and yawn, my tongue curling as my muscles twitch and I close my eyes, looking forward to a nice long nap.
I roll over onto my side, thoughts of a certain gray cat running through my mind, completely forgetting where I am.
Stairs.
And down I went.
Ow…
Wait…
No, not the…
Ooph
…
Ow
…
Ow
ow ow…
Hey isn't there a bottom—
Meow!
Ach!
OW!
It's a pretty common misconception that cats land on their feet when they fall. That's kind of true.
Feet first is the preferred method. Some of us less graceful cats land everywhich way when we fall. Especially when we're falling down a full flight of stairs all the way to the bottom where we end up landing right on the top of our head.
The rest of my body followed me down, trying to land in the same spot as my head did, and, well, you get the idea. Things can go paws-up in a hurry when you're not being careful.
I could feel it when it happened. My life slipping away, I mean. It's like you're leaving your own body and I suppose it's kind of like what dying feels like for people. It's a scary thing. A single dreadful moment in a cat's life when they know they've gone from having nine full lives down to having only eight. I guess, considering how hard I fell, I was lucky to only lose the one life.
Getting back up onto my paws, shaking badly, I meow and spit and call myself every word for stupid that I know. I know a lot of them.
Today, I had survived a fall from a window, getting nearly scared to death by a stupid crow, running full tilt into a glass door, nearly getting run over by a truck, and several other misadventures. All to wind up falling down the stairs in my own house and losing a life to something as mundane as gravity.
Don't I feel
stupid.
So, there it is. I've never told anyone this story. It's seriously embarrassing. If the other cats ever found out they'd never let me live it down.
I wonder what that gray cat with the liquid blue eyes would think? I might just make an exception and tell her, someday. If I can ever find her again.
A
nyway, that's the story of how I ended up having only eight lives. I've been careful ever since not to lose another. Well, more careful than before, anyway. Careful isn't always easy to come by here in Misty Hollow.
This town is a lot bigger than it seems.
—End—
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