The moment James finished his homework he went to look for his sister, except she wasn't in the playroom, or the living room, or the bathroom, even. He walked halfway up the stairs to the second floor and shouted, "Mom, have you seen Alana? I can't find her." Mrs. O'Neil poked her head out of her bedroom and said, "Did you look outside." "Not yet," he said. "I'm going to go hang out with her." "I'll be making dinner in a few hours, so try not to get too dirty," Mrs. O'Neil said. But James was already racing back down the steps. He went through the kitchen and stopped at the sight of Mister Six, crouched in front of the sliding glass doors and staring outside with great interest. "Dumb cat," James muttered. He tried looking through the glass pane for his sister but she was not on the trampoline or the sliding board or even running through the field behind the shed. They weren't supposed to go into the woods by themselves, but James had done it many times looking for frogs or rabbits or perfectly-sized sticks. He opened the door and Mister Six shot through his legs at full-speed, taking off after some bird or rabbit other small creature he had seen and decided to chase. Nobody ever worried about the cat when he vanished into the forest. Cats enjoyed being by themselves more than anything, whether they were hunting in the woods or prowling around the house in the middle of the night. It was only on rare occasions that they decided they wanted to be petted, and then there was little you could do to keep them away. "Alana?" James called out. "Where are you?" There was no response. He went down the steps, scratching his head as he looked up and down for any sign of his little sister. He snapped his fingers and grinned suddenly. He knew exactly where she was. She was hiding behind the shed, waiting to scare him.
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