The previous evening, after I’d gotten all the cats settled in at the Zoo, I’d called Zak. Originally, he wasn’t supposed to be home until the following week but, given the circumstances, he’d promised to do everything he could to cut his trip short and come home as soon as he was able to arrange it. Alex was visiting her parents, who were on a dig in South America, Scooter was visiting his grandparents in Kansas, and Pi was on tour with the band he played with, so Nona and I had had the house to ourselves for a few days. Initially, I’d been looking forward to the quiet, but now I found I missed the comfort of the noise and confusion brought about by everyday routines. I was just rounding the bend where I normally turn around when my phone beeped, informing me that I had a message. I slowed to a walk and accessed my voice mail. “Hi, Zoe, it’s Nona. It looks like the fuzz have finally seen fit to release me, but I need a ride back to your place. They offered me a ride home in a police car, but I’d rather walk home naked in a snowstorm than get into one of those cages on wheels again.”
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