Irene sat quietly by the window and sighed,
"Where are you, Fluffy ? Please come back soon."
Her mother came in, sat beside her and stroked
her head. "Don't worry, Irene, we'll find her."
Irene hugged her mother and cried. Fluffy was
the closest thing she had to a sibling. When she
came home from school, Fluffy would be the first
one to greet her. After finishing all that
needed to be done, Fluffy would be all set to
have a game of catch. Fluffy would known when
Irene was too tired to play and would simply sit
quietly on her lap and let Irene stroke her.
Irene felt that Fluffy was the only one who
understood her. Irene loved her with all her
heart. Then one day, something terrible
happened. She came home and realized Fluffy was
gone. Her mother had no idea where Fluffy was.
Irene searched and called but Fluffy was still
not around. When her father came home, she
pleaded with him to go out and look for Fluffy.
He came home empty-handed. That night, Irene
tossed and turned n her bed. She prayed hard
that Fluffy would return to her safely. The next
morning, there was a surprise for Irene. There
sitting on the sofa was Fluffy ! Irene ran
forward and hugged her. Silently, she said,
"Thank you !" |