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102

NO SIGN OF HIM

I raced over to my cousin’s mouse hole. It

was locked up tight. I glanced at my watch. It

was nine o’clock in the evening. How strange.

He was missing his favorite television

show, Judge Squeaky.

I walked into the center of town. I looked

for him in the stores, the restaurants, and

even at the Grand Squeak Cinema. A double

feature was playing. Frankencat II and III.

Trap loved Frankencat I. We had seen it

together. It scared me so badly I had to sleep

with the lights on for a week. Of course,

my cousin never let me forget it.

I glanced at my watch again. It was already