Chapter Fifteen
Pasha appeared content to stay inside the next morning. Myrtle fixed her a can of cat food, made sure her litter box was clean, and left her curled up on an afghan on her sofa. She’d wanted to let Red and Elaine know that Pasha was home safely. And perhaps encourage Red to pull down any flyers he saw around Bradley while he was making his rounds. After all, he’d be driving around anyway and what else did he have to do? It would be annoying to have people call her with Pasha sightings when Pasha was completely safe at home.
Myrtle found that Red had already left for the police station that day, but Elaine was home, busily cross-stitching as Jack played. It was good to see that Jack was back to his normal, happy self again. It was certainly a lot easier to be a doting grand
