Ethel Wiggins' Tales from the Deep Dark Woods

Sat, 02 Jun 2007 18:15:27 GMT

Wiggy fought a growing dread at the realization that she would not get out of the forest before nightfall. She picked up her pace, glancing nervously at the setting sun. Her cat ears strained, but there was not a sound to be heard - not even birds. Her mind struggled to keep from drifting toward the old tales of kitties caught in the Deep Woods after dark. Suddenly the silence of the forest was shattered by the loud snapping of a twig. Wiggy froze in mid-stride and stared in horror. Out of the gloom came the hissing, malignant taunt: "Houston, we have a problem..."

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Ethel Wiggins' Tales from the Deep Dark Woods