Read previous installments of Unaccompanied Minor here:
Part I: A Face in the Window
Part II: The FerrymanAny visitor to Bent Fork would immediately notice the cats.
David and Grandad were sitting at an outdoor table of Mrs. Vargas’s Tea Shoppe. A tabby nudged David’s ankle. Nearby, a sleek grey and white creature mooched vittles from another patron. You couldn’t walk down Main Street without meeting a Bent Fork Feral. They scooted after mice between the legs of the pinball machines next door. If you ever rented one of Mr. Burke’s paddle boats, you might have found a cat waiting for you, curled beneath the paddles.
The cats belonged to everyone and to no one.
Once David and Sharon had disembarked the ferry, Sharon had asked a stranger for directions. David had heard the stranger tell her the bed and breakfast was on the next street parallel to Main Street. She could cut across the schoolyard if she wanted. She and David then parted ways. Sharon would be fine. It was hard to get…
