This is a story about Tom, and the Cat Lady, and everything that happened when the New Cat vanished. After it went missing, Mom said that me and Tom had to stop talking about the New Cat, and telling everyone how it had been kidnapped by the Cat Lady, and all that. She said, “Anna
,” (that’s my name) “you can’t go around accusing old ladies, and bandying words like ‘conspiracy’ about, which you don’t even understand.” But, like I told Tom, I did
understand what a conspiracy was. Because me and my friend Suzanne looked it up in my dictionary, when we first heard there was...