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Sarah stepped out of the door and into the small entrance hall. The door slammed shut behind her and she looked back to see a simple door. She walked over and opened it. A coat closet presented itself to her.
“How is your little friend?” Ruthven asked Cate.
Cate looked down at the black bundle in her arms. “I think it’s okay, but I don’t have any food for it.”
Ruthven smiled. “I’m sure we can find something for the kitten to eat.”
Adam glanced at his friend. “Ruthven, why don’t you take Cate to find some food in the kitchen? I want to talk to Sarah alone for a second.”
Cate pursed her lips as she eyed her brother. “About what?”
“It’s nothing you need to be worried about,” he insisted.
She marched up to him. “I want to know.” The kitten lifted its head and meowed.
Ruth
