by R. Renee Bembry

Created on: January 19, 2008   Last Updated: November 01, 2010

Lacy's Disappearing Locket

Suspects: Colorful Cat, Roamer Rabbit, Lacy Ann, Nancy.

"It takes an extraordinary man to give a daughter a locket just as beautiful as a locket he'd given her mother for Valentine's Day," remarked Aunt Bess.

"Oh it couldn't be just' as beautiful," noted Lacy. "Mom's is twice the size of mine."

"The lockets' values have nothing to do with their size," said Stacy Ann - Lacy's mother. Their significance lays in the fact that your father cherished us both every second we were together."

"Better put the charm back in its box and go set it on your dresser," directed Aunt Bess.

At her vanity, Stacy held the silver locket to her chest. No girl could've been luckier than she to of had a father like hers. "Blasted airplane crashes!" she rebuked.

A cry outside the room redirected her attention. She placed the necklace on the dresser. Upon pulling the door ajar she spied her cat - Colorful - curving her tail-tip, arching her back, and meowing for attention.

The Angora slipped into the room, hopped on the bed, and commenced charming her master with pulsant purrs. In exchange, Lacy caressed her gold, black, and white fur.

"Call from: Nancy," announced Lacy's cell. Her fingers ceased caressing Colorful and reached into her pocket.

While Lacy and her friend exchanged talk about nothing, Colorful re-explored the bedroom. Since Lacy posed no restrictions as to where the feline could or could not venture, the cat roamed everywhere from the bed, to the rocker, to the dresser.

At length, Lacy ended her conversation and strutted to the kitchen.

"Here comes the princess now," announced Aunt Bess. "The two of you are going to steal the show at the Valentine's get-together."

"Don't get carried away," objected Stacy. "There'll be too many beautiful 'young' girls, including Lacy, prancing the hall to allow any 'show stealing' from me."

"Don't sell yourself short, Stace. Any man would be lucky to have you look his way. Wouldn't he Lace?"

"You're asking me?" cried Lacy opening a soda.

"You're the only Lacy in the kitchen."

"I can't answer questions like that about my mom. Can I go over to Nancy's? She wants me to play this new video game."

Neither mom nor aunt objected.

Lacy grabbed a bag of chips and escaped through the back door.

"I'm going to the store for strawberries," announced Stacy.

"You're making shortcake tonight?"

"You guessed it. "

"Oh great! We haven't had any for too long."

"I'm telling you," laughed Stacy exiting the kitchen only to reappear five

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