Chapter 13 - Elizabeth

“Yes,” Maggie says, eyes meeting mine. I can see the relief on her face, and more importantly, the relief on Jonathan’s face. Poor little Edward is still sitting there with a spoonful of mashed potatoes hovering on his spoon in front of his face, not knowing what to think. “I do.”

“How many cats do you have?” I flick my eyes to Jon’s not knowing if I should be apologetic for going into forbidden territory or not. He meets my gaze and offers a small smile.

“Eight.”

“Eight?” I echo.

“One or two might be temporary.”

Maggie’s fiancé, Tommy, raises an eyebrow. “Only one or two?” Maggie smiles guiltily. “They’re all so cute.”

“I want a cat!” Edward says, face lighting up. He eats his mashed potatoes and bounces in his seat. “Fatherdy, can we take Dobby home?”

“We’ll see,” Jo