by Delia James
Grandma looked startled beyond words. Julia just drew herself up a little straighter. Max left his usual spot at Julia’s side and trotted over to Grandma B.B. He whined and wagged and pawed at her hem.
Alistair combed his whiskers in disbelief. Even Leo looked embarrassed. “Yip!” he announced.
Finally, Grandma B.B. found her voice. “Julia, do you mean that?”
“Would I have said it if I didn’t? It’s time to come home, Annabelle.”
“I . . . well . . . it wouldn’t be immediately, of course. There are so many arrangements, so much to pack . . .”
“But you will, won’t you?” said Julia. “I have that room, and I could always use some help around the store. It’s not a nightclub, but still . . .”
Grandma spread her hands and beamed at her old friend. “Oh, Julia! I don’t see how I could possibly refuse!”
“Merow!” exclaimed Alistair.
“And I certainly wouldn’t dream of arguing with that kind of logic!”
About the Author
Born in California and raised in Michigan, Delia James writes her tales of magic, cats and mystery from her hundred-year-old bungalow home in Ann Arbor. She is the author of the Witch’s Cat Mysteries, which began with A Familiar Tail. When not writing, she hikes, swims, gardens, cooks, reads and raises her rapidly growing son.
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