Chapter Nine
Myrtle walked into her kitchen and was greeted by Pasha, who bounded in through the kitchen window. “Good kitty,” crooned Myrtle as she set out a paper plate with a can of tuna on it. Then she opened her pantry door ... and belatedly remembered that Red and Wanda had both wiped her out of pretty much anything interesting to eat. She’d forgotten to go to the store with Miles.
“Pooh,” she said, staring into the pantry. She heard the front door loudly shut in the living room and called out, “If that’s you, Puddin, those gnomes better be sitting pretty in the front yard!”
“Very threatening, Mama,” drawled Red as he joined her in the kitchen. “But it’s me.” He shot her an irritated look. “Although I don’t know why you elected to have your yard art pulled out. You and I have been
