“You're not having second thoughts about that, are you?” Penny asked. “She'll make you a nice cup of tea and you can put your feet up for the first time since Alfred Botchweather died. Imagine how nice that will be.”
“I can't really imagine it,” Vanessa replied. “But I don't think I'll really relax until the cats and I move into our new home outside of town.”
“Have you thought about what you'll name your new sanctuary?” Pete asked.
“I don't suppose I can call it the Cat Protection League,” Vanessa considered.
“That name is taken,” Pete replied.
“But the Opportunity Shop will probably shut down,” Vanessa pointed out. “I won't be in town to run it anymore. I could take the name with me.”
“You can't call it that,” Penny replied. “It's too dry and lifeless. You need a better name, like…..”
“Like Henry's Haven?” Vanessa suggested.
Pete and Penny both laughed. “Not quite.”
“I'll come up with something once I get there,” Vanessa told them. “Once we move in, we'll make it our home. I'm sure of that.”
“I can't wait to see it?” Penny exclaimed.
“It's the perfect place for functions, too,” Vanessa went on. “I was thinking you could hold weddings there. It's got a huge kitchen, a beautiful garden, and woodlands all around. You couldn't ask for a nicer place for a wedding.”
Penny shrugged. “I don't think wedding guests would want dozens of cats running around, though.”
“They would if they were cat lovers,” Vanessa pointed out.
“I'll think about it,” Penny told her.
“Come on,” Pete told them. “Let's get going.”
Penny got into his car, but Vanessa hesitated. She glanced back toward the flour mill. “I still can't quite bring myself to accept that he isn't coming out of there in a few minutes.”
Pete nodded. “Having someone threaten you, sabotage your apartment and shoot at you can cause more stress than you realize. You probably won't realize how much this experience affected you until you sit down in your own house again. Then it will all come flooding back.”
“I know it will,” she replied. “I'm holding it all together now, but I won't be able to do that forever.”
“Maybe you should stay at Mrs. Harris's house for another few days,” he suggested. “That way, I can keep an eye on you in case you need me. I wouldn't want you to break down at your new house when you're all alone.”
Vanessa shook her head. “Even if that happened, I would be better off. The cats will be more comfortable there, and we can all relax and make ourselves at home. I just know we're all going to be very happy there—even happier than we were in the apartment.”
He gazed down into her face. “I wish there was something I could do to make your burden lighter.”
She smiled and put her arms around him. “You are. You don't have to worry about me. Whatever happens to me, I'll have my cats to see me through.”
The End.
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