A New Friend

In the first few days of his shop being open, Sam would occasionally see a flash of white move past the corner of his eye. Behind a shelf or by the window, sometimes running  up the stairs. Typically his nervous imagination decided it was a ghost, and he lived in a constant anxious fear when he was alone (of course, the knowledge Remi was in hospital bleeding wasn't helping either). However, he was soon to find an answer about the mysterious white smudge. He had been reading in the attic on an evening, book held in his lap as he sipped at tea. But his peace was quickly disturbed when a ball of white and grey fluff roughly the size of his fists put together jumped onto his lap. Sam's first reaction, embarrassingly, was to yelp and jump, but it didn't seem to bother the kitten, who had begun to knead his legs, looking for a place to sit. He calmed, moving to hold it. Where had she come from...? He looked about, thinking that perhaps she had entered in a window, but they were all closed. It appeared his new shop came with a bonus cat. He wasn't thrilled right away, but before long her name was Mia. Samuel Another little "nothing ever after", nothing more? And lo, but no! What bliss Another jolly jaunt through the abyss