By Sarah Durand
Sweet milk, it was just too tempting.
I was sitting on the floor, a big leather chair looming ahead of me. At first I was just innocently playing with a silly rainbow circle that made noise when I shook it, but I quickly grew tired of that and looked around me for something that promised more entertainment.
That was when I saw it – a long pair of legs coming out of the kitchen.
There was nothing strange in that of course, as a matter of fact, it was a daily occurrence (especially with this particular pair of legs – they were always in and out of the kitchen, all day long).
But when the legs came over to the leather chair and sat down in it, the trouble began.
Trouble Ahead
Eleven Worlds 