Fortunato – Poised to Pounce

This story was written by Sherry Sacino.

I am waiting to pounce. I've been waiting for a while.
Mom is searching all over the house calling my name.
There is panic in her voice.
I am under the comforter upstairs. So far, I've been here for about an hour. I can smell lunch downstairs.
What happens if she forgets about me? Then I have wasted the perfect pounce pose and gone hungry too.
It's time to put out a clue.

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