Maggie and Max by Ellen Miles

Author:Ellen Miles [ Miles, Ellen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 978-0-545-32435-9
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2007-01-28T16:00:00+00:00

How can I sleep? My little friend needs me! I can hear him crying!

Charles sat up and listened. Now he could hear a faint meowing coming from Lizzie’s room. It almost sounded as if Max was calling Maggie’s name.

Maggieeee! Maggieeee!

So that was it! Max was calling for his friend. But Charles knew that Max was really safe and sound with Lizzie.

“It’s okay,” he said again. He gathered Maggie into his arms. “Time to sleep. Your friend is fine.” He used the soothing voice that Dad always used when Charles woke up scared after a bad dream. Charles knew that Lizzie was probably doing the same thing in her room, with Max.

It was a long, restless night. Maggie kept jumping up, but every time Charles just patted her and hugged her and told her everything was fine. When his Snoopy alarm went off in the morning, Charles stretched and yawned. Then he looked down at the end of his bed and saw Maggie, curled up in a ball and sleeping soundly. Finally!

That was the first night. It took two more nights, and lots of practice during the day, for Max and Maggie to get used to being apart. But finally, all the Petersons agreed that Max was ready to be on his own. By Saturday morning, the little kitten could play and sleep and eat even if Maggie was nowhere in sight — and Maggie didn’t seem quite as worried about her friend. Max and Maggie had learned that it was okay to be apart, and that meant that Max was ready to go to his new home at the Nest.

On Saturday, Mom drove Charles and Max to the Nest. “Here he is!” Charles handed the cat carrier over to Mr. Baker. “Take good care of him!”

“I promise,” said Mr. Baker. “This is wonderful. The kids are going to be so happy to have a kitten!”

Mom looked a little sad on the way home. “It sure was nice having a cat around,” she said. “I’ll miss that little guy.”

Maggie must have felt the same way. First she padded all through every room in the house, looking for Max. Then, finally, she seemed to understand that Max wasn’t just in the next room this time. This time, he was really gone. Maggie spent the rest of the day lying under the Christmas tree with her head resting on her paws, heaving long sighs and watching the Petersons with her sad brown eyes. Maggie’s big heart was obviously broken.

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