I guess the WL tales need to be the KL tales now!
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Unlucky
Chapter 2: Superstition
The next morning a blanket of fog covered the lake. It was certainly an ominous looking morning, yet two labs were out for a run.
“I’m tired Phil. Can we take a rest?” huffed the chocolate lab.
“Sure thing Bailey” said the black lab, sitting down on a bench.
“Its so foggy today! You can scarcely see a thing!” comment Bailey.
All was silent for a few minutes, except the huffing and puffing of the two dogs, and the sound of snores.
“Do you here that?” questioned Bailey after a few minutes.
“Here what?” said Phil, looking at her like she had 3 heads.
“The snoring! It sounds like a a baby. ” said Bailey, getting irritated at her husband.
“THERE IS NO SNORING!!!” shouted Phil, for he had a very short temper.
“Meowww”
“Phil, there is something here! A cat” said Bailey, looking around franticly. She couldnt see anything because of the fog, but she sprung from her seat and began walking around the park. She didnt have to go far, because the sound was coming from the bench adjacent to theirs.
The sound was growing louder, she Bailey could find the source. She approached the bench, only to find a little kitten wrapped up in a cloth, and a single hand held mirror.
“Thats odd” said Bailey as she picked up the mirror. She was examining it, when all of a sudden it shattered.
“Oh no!!! 7 years of bad luck!!!!!!!!” screamed Bailey. The little kitten was curious to see what the noise was, she she emerged from her cloth.
“OH NO!!!! A BLACK CAT!!!!! CROSSING MY PATH!!!!!!!!!!!!”
The kitten looked up at the dog, who at this point was running around screaming. The black cat walked over to where the shards of mirror were, and picked up one in her mouth.
“I’m sorry” whispered the cat. “Please stop shouting, its hurting my ears. ”
“Sorry. Its just not everyday oyu see a black cat next to a broken mirror.” said Bailey.
By this point, Phil was running over to see what the problem was.
“Oh no! Bailey, get away, before it crosses your path!”
“Too late Phil. But this kitty is just a baby. I dont think she will get her unlucky hormones until she is 13. ”
“You thought wrong” muttered the cat.
“What?” questioned Phil and Bailey at once.
“I am unlucky! I was born on Friday the 13th, my mom died giving birth, my dad hated me for it, so he brought me here. Then this mirror blow here last night. It shattered, now you have bad luck. I’m a black cat. Of course I’m bad luck!” said the cat, starting to tear up.
“No, hunny, you arent unlucky, you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. You are the luckiest cat I know!” said Bailey.
“Why is that??” said the cat through her tears.
“Because today you get parents. We’ll take you in, and raise you. We dont have any children of our own, but now we will! What do you say hunny?” Bailey told her.
“Oh my! Thank you thank you thank you!!!!!!” exclaimed the kitten.
“Do you have a name?” asked Phil.
“I dont think so” said the cat.
“We’ll call you Lucky!” said Bailey. “Now, lets go home and get you some food. Put that piece of glass down, its dangerous.”
Lucky remember she was still holding the mirror piece. “Can I hold on to it? I think its my good luck charm”
“Oh, of course dear!” said Bailey.
They begin to walk down the street, but father away from Lucky’s fathers house. She wondered if she would ever see him again…
To Be Continued!
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-Marsh
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