Kane set the card down gently, as if it were made of things more precious than just construction paper and glue. He turned towards his breakfast, opened his maw towards the waffles--
And heard a
squeak.His ears flicked. Any strange noise in his shop could be the sound of machinery going awry. He had to pay attention--
no! What would Ginger think? If something was going wrong with the machines, Rosie would handle it. No doubt she'd already received strict instructions from Ginger not to let him down into the shop today. And by golly, he was going to follow her instructions and relax--
Squeak! There it was again! But closer this time. Machines couldn't get up and walk up the stairs, so it couldn't be that. But what...?
He looked at the table, and suddenly, the card was gone.