“Let’s go see what’s going on,”said Mrs. Ponder briskly. She was feeling nervous and therefore behaving briskly in front of the cat , the same way she’d once done with her children when her husband was away and there were strange noises in the night.
Mrs. Ponder heaved herself up with the help of her Walker. Marie Antoinette slide her slippery body comfortingly in between Mrs. Ponder’s legs (she wasn’t feeling for the brisk act ) as she pushed the Walker down the Hallway to the back of the house.
