2 The Cats That Chased the Storm by Karen Golden

Author:Karen Golden [Golden, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-02-27T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Katherine woke up with a nagging backache. Iris was asleep on her chest, with her feet tucked under her. Lilac had tunneled under the blanket and was nestled on Katherine’s right side. Scout was snoring slightly and snaked over her neck. For a moment she was disoriented, then realized she was sleeping on a heavy quilt on the floor at the bungalow. Scout shifted her weight and cried a loud “waugh.”

“You’re choking me,” Katherine complained to the Siamese.

Katherine tried to sit up, but waited for the other two cats to wake up.

“Yowl!” Iris protested. “Me-yowl,” Lilac said yawning.

“Good morning, my darling girls,” Katherine said.

After the power came on last night, she had decided not to stay at Jake’s. Amidst the protests from the Cokenberger family, she declined because she felt the cats were too stressed to be moved to yet another house, then be moved to a third. It was just too much for them. So Cokey and Jake helped carry the Siamese to the bungalow. They invited her to dinner at the Erie Hotel, but she explained that she was exhausted, and just wanted to crash at the new place. They understood, but Jake showed up later with a carry-out bag. “I figured since you don’t have a car, you wouldn’t be able to forage for food,” he said sweetly as he handed her the bag through the opened door, then left. Scout, Iris, and Lilac joined her in the best prime rib dinner. She had laughed, remembering how the last time she had prime rib, she had to wear a bib. Eons ago, she thought.

Getting up, she turned the overhead light on and gazed around the empty room.

Scout complained, “Waugh.” Lying on her side, she put a paw over her eyes to block the light.

“As soon as I fire up the computer, I’m ordering a bed,” Katherine announced to the sleepy cats. Arranging the blanket Margie had loaned her, she formed a cozy circle and put the Siamese in it. She rolled her eyes at the empty cat beds she had lugged from the pink mansion.

Glancing at her alarm clock, she said, “Time to seize the day. I’ll check on you guys later and bring some food.”

“Yowl,” Iris said even louder than before.

“Okay, got it! Sweet dreams, my treasures.”

She turned off the light and closed the door.

She walked around the house and turned on ceiling light fixtures. Grabbing a bottle of water out of the near-empty refrigerator, she made a mental “to-do” list of the day’s events. Attend Carol Lombard’s visitation at ten. Pay her respects at great aunt Orvenia’s mausoleum afterwards. Get a rental car, then drive to the university to pick up Abby. In the meantime, she wanted to hurriedly dress so she could walk to the pink mansion and either catch Chief London, or talk to one of the CSI techs. Surely by now they could explain how a skull came to be buried in the tunnel.

By eight o’clock, Katherine had recharged her cell

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