Chapter 1Fall was my favorite time of year. Always had been. And autumn in Vermont was the best thing ever.
The changing colors of the leaves and everything around my little corner of the world had me feeling giddy as September got closer every year.
Oh, sure. I loved Christmas like everyone else. But the season of autumn with Halloween and Thanksgiving was my jam.
Maybe I played it up a little too much. I had insisted when I got my two feline companions that there had to be one orange and one black.
Tabitha was my orange girl and Jehoshaphat was my little furry black kitty.
I owned a charming two-bedroom cottage in Colchester that had been built a hundred years before. Though I wasn’t thrilled with the upkeep hundred-year-old houses required, I wouldn’t trade it for the world. Even w
