En cours de chargement...
The crash of the screen door, raced through the house like a shotgunblast. Loud footsteps tromped through the entrance hallway, waking thesleeping cat contently napping on the steam radiator. The footstepsstopped and the room fell still. Only the sound of the rain tapping onthe tin shed outside broke the silence. In the center of the room stood aterrified young man, dripping water on the floor and shaking from thecold.
For a moment, the room was quiet and the cat laid its head backdown, squeezing its eyes shut for another nap.