"Get up!" The room was dim, but Rhea Dempsey yanked the curtains open, letting a flood of sunlight rush in. "Michelle has been waiting for you for ages!"
Renee Jennings frowned, pulling the blanket over her head and grumbling, "Why is Michelle here?"
Rhea Dempsey snapped, "Didn't you two make plans to go to the zoo today?"
Renee was speechless.
She pulled the blanket down, her eyes squinted open to a mere slit. "I completely forgot."
"Hurry up and get ready," Rhea Dempsey said as she left the room. Smiling, she then asked, "Michelle, would you like another bowl of soy milk?"
"Just half a bowl is fine, thank you, Auntie." Michelle Fuller was on the living room sofa, drinking soy milk with fried dough sticks and chatting with the cat.
Though she had no idea what the cat was saying.
Seeing how engrossed she was in the conversation, Rhea Dempsey placed the soy milk on the coffee table and couldn't help but ask, "Michelle, can you understand what cats are saying too?"
