Serendipity sat the letter down on the table and gave Gypsim her full attention.?"What is it, little friend?" she asked.
Gypsim scampered over to the letter and began to point at it, as if her information had something to do with the letter. Serendipity didn't understand. "The letter?" she asked.
Gypsim's head waggled up and down furiously. Serendipity continued. "You want me to know something about the letter?"
Again, the mouse agreed.
"Can you read the letter?" Serendipity asked, wondering if too many late nights had caused her to become delusional.
However, Gypsim signaled that this was not the case. No, a mouse could not read human handwriting. Serendipity was puzzled again. "All right. But it does have something to do with the letter?"
This was confirmed, so Serendipity made ano
