She fed all her animals and talked to each one about their day, then put the cooked roast and potatoes she’d picked up into the oven to warm. She threw together a salad and set the bowl inside the refrigerator. Mindy didn’t know if Nic would want to stay for dinner, but she wanted to be ready just in case. She walked into her bedroom and found a dead mouse on her pillow. “Hannibal!” Her one-eyed orange tabby came strolling into the room. He rubbed against her leg, arching his back and purring with pride. Mindy rolled her eyes and scratched him behind the ears. “You have to stop bringing me presents, or in your case, displaying your kills.” She stroked him again, then picked up her pillow and carried it to the back door. Mindy unlocked the door and tossed the dead mouse outside, then stripped the pillowcase off and threw it in the laundry hamper. She retrieved a clean pillowcase from the dresser drawer in Izzy’s old bedroom and grabbed one of her sister’s sweaters while she was at it.
