Page 5 of Searching for Thanksgiving

“What did he say?” she demanded.

Jabir squinched his nose and looked at her with a confused frown before it cleared when she held up the worm. He chuckled and shook his head.

“I don’t speak worm, but if I was to guess from the footprints, I’d say it was Roam or Leo,” he replied.

Spring pursed her lips. Roam!

“It can’t be Leo. Sacha and Hope chased him up a tree over an hour ago and he’s still there,” Phoenix said, coming to put her arm around her sister’s waist. “I’m sorry about your garden, Spring. I’ll help you make it right.”

“Oh, I’m going to make it right, alright! That shifty cat-shifter is going to pay big time for this! He was asking me all kinds of questions last night about the worms in my garden. I should have known he was fishing around for something. He is clueless when it comes to plants!” Spring growled.

“But he loves fishing,” Jabir said.

Spring gave Jabir a sharp-tooth grin. “If he wants worms, I’ll give him worms.”

“Spring, what are you planning on doing?” Phoenix asked.

Spring turned to her sister and shrugged. “Let’s just say by the time I’m done with Roam, he’ll never mess with one of my gardens again… and may never even want to fish! At least not with real worms.”

“I’ll help you,” Jabir offered.

Spring looked at Jabir in surprise. “You will? Why?”

Jabir gave her a sheepish grin. “I might not understand everything a worm says, but that doesn’t mean I don’t know how they feel. I like worms. That’s why I made the fake worms for Roam to use.”

Spring studied Jabir’s earnest expression to make sure he was really going to help before she nodded. She looked at her sister who nodded in agreement. Bending, she released the worm she was holding into the loose soil and motioned for the other two to step closer.

Oh, Roam. You have really messed up big this time you crazy cat-shifter, she thought with a devious sense of satisfaction as she outlined her plans for revenge.

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