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“See, Ella, I told you so,” Ben nudged his sister, who had gotten the cat to purr faintly in her arms. “Black cats are bad luck. I told you! You better do what they say.”
“It’s just a cat. It’s harmless,” Ella smiled at the cat, and made what Ben would call ‘kissy-faces’ at it.
The little girl looked nervous, and looked over her shoulder anxiously.
“Please, please give us the cat!” The girl’s eyes widened as she heard footsteps echoing behind her.
“Promise you won’t hurt it?” Ella asked sternly. Ben and the other boy looked sharply at the girl, who looked back over her shoulder once more.
“I promise,” the girl whispered the words.
“What?” Ella inquired with a smug look on her face, for she had most certainly heard the little girl’s words.
“I PROMISE!”
“Okay, okay!” Ella went to hand the cat over to the little girl, when two figures came dashing out of the darkness.
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