The Answer

Zack started to speak, but Mykolas made a hushing motion.  Then, he moved towards the knocking sound with Zack close behind him.  When the knocking came again, he poked his head around the door.

The little black cat froze.  It stared at him with wide eyes before going back to pawing at the broom.  The sound of knocking floated through the kitchen.

“Dark,” Mykolas snapped, stalking forward.  He lifted the cat into his arms.  “You don’t belong in the kitchen.”  He brought the cat to the window in the dining room and set it down.  “Stay there,” Mykolas said firmly.

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