The Clever Little Kitten Read Free

The entire page was covered in pink and green squiggles.
    â€œVery nice,” Mum said, smiling.
“But you know why we don’t want to have a kitten or a puppy, Kitty. You’re a bit young. When you’re bigger.”
    Kitty moaned grumpily, until Mum distracted her with choosing the vegetables for tea, but Molly didn’t say anything. There wasn’t much point, but she couldn’t help thinking that Mum and Dad always said that. But they never said exactly how much bigger.
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    Mum and Kitty picked Molly up from school the next day. As Molly came out of her classroom with her best friend, Alice, a small figure in a bright pink raincoat and wellies shot across the playground and thumped into her stomach.
    â€œOw, Kitty…” Molly moaned, when she had enough breath back. “What’s the matter?”
    â€œWe’re going to tea with William!” Kitty shrieked, grabbing Molly’s hand and starting to pull her across the playground. “He’s got a kitten!” she told Alice. “Molly has to go now! Bye!”
    Alice waved, laughing, as Molly was dragged to the gate. Luckily
she’d taken her wellies to school too, as Kitty didn’t bother going round the puddles.
    â€œSee you tomorrow!” Molly called back. “Are we really going to tea with William?” she asked Mum, as Kitty grabbed Mum’s hand too and hurried them down the street.
    â€œYes, Janie called earlier. William really wants to show Kitty his new pet.”
    Molly nodded. She was really keen to see Posy herself. She’d been trying to think of ways to help the little kitten find out what her magic was for, but so far she hadn’t had any brilliant ideas.
    William and his parents lived in a
little row of cottages further down the road from Molly’s house and the surgery. As they got there and Kitty wrestled with the front gate, Molly spotted Posy in the front window. She was sitting on the sill next to a vase of flowers, obviously watching out for them.
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    â€œOh look!” Kitty squeaked with excitement. “The kitten, the kitten!”
    Posy stared wide-eyed at Kitty, who was jumping up and down.
Then she glanced at Molly, looking slightly worried. Molly smiled at her. Posy was thinking what she was thinking – that Kitty and William together could be a dangerous combination. She stood up, rather quickly, as Kitty ran to ring the doorbell.
    Molly could hear feet thundering down the hallway, and there was a rather loud crash. She peered back at the front window and sucked in a worried breath. Posy wasn’t there any more. And neither was the vase of flowers.
    The door took a while to open, as though whoever had been rushing to answer the bell had been distracted.
Eventually, Janie came to let them in, smiling but looking a bit stressed. William was standing behind her, clutching a rather wet kitten.
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    I was looking for you , Posy told Molly, her whiskers dripping. It was a very good place to watch from, in front of those flowers. I could see everyone coming up and down the road. But then I forgot they were there.
    Molly stroked her damp fur and
Posy purred. A few little silvery sparks shimmered up between Molly’s fingers, and she blinked. Hopefully no one else had noticed. William was looking at Kitty taking off her wellies. “Be careful,” she whispered to Posy.
    â€œShe knocked the vase over!” William said, nodding. “Posy’s not very good at being careful. But it didn’t break. Kitty, come and see my cars!” He hurried off, still holding Posy, and Kitty followed him.
    Janie sighed. “He’s right, it didn’t break. I think we’ve only got unbreakable vases left after nearly four years of William.”
    â€œShe’s a bit accident-prone, then,
your new kitten?” Mum asked as they went into the living room. Kitty and William were on the floor with the cars, and Posy