Cheshire Cheese Cat

Cheshire Cheese Cat — page 9
rather unremarkable illness Still there had been no proper good-bye Her young mother had simply fallen asleep and never again awakened like some princess in an ancient tale Nell and her father were left feeling as though she’d never really gone as though they might yet encounter her suddenly on a stair Everyone agreed that Nell had not been the same since that day The less charitable among the inn’s inhabitants went so far as to suggest she had gone a bit soft in the head Whether Nell were sane daft or merely heartsick the young mouse had found a friend in the newly orphaned girl Reaching into her pocket she’d stroked his downy back with a fingertip and whispered You sleep now No one will hurt you so long as you’re with me And she’d choked back a sob It had been the best and worst day of Pip’s life That is until this afternoon when he finally quieted his fellow creatures enough to hear spoken again in the rumbling voice of the innkeeper that ominous word Cat 8