The last weekend in January came too soon. Early Sunday morning Murphy woke up to find Mousetrap standing on the pillow next to his head. Thumps and bangs and groans came from outside his bedroom door. He pulled Mousetrap into his bed and wrapped the sheets over his head. “I don’t want to go,” Murphy whispered to his cat. “Come on, Murphy,” Mom called. “Time to get up and out of there.” Bernie opened his bedroom door. “Your mom says your bed is next,” she said. As soon as Murphy got out of bed, Mom folded his sheets, and Chas and Bernie carried his mattress out of the apartment and lifted it into the back of their pickup truck. Murphy got dressed and walked into the living room. There were stains on the carpet where the sofa had been. Dirty shadows framed where pictures once hung. Murphy didn’t like how the apartment felt, dirty and bleak. Mom called from the front door, “Bring your pajamas and let’s go.” “Coming.” He glanced once more in his bedroom. He wouldn’t have a bedroom after this.
What do You think about Murphy & Mousetrap (2005)?
