By Jean Boonstra
The month of May is a time to remember our mothers and grandmothers. In Discovery Mountain Kayla is worried about her cat Stormy because she’s expecting kittens. Will Stormy know how to be a mother?
“Kayla?” Kayla’s dad, Officer Lewis, called down the stairs into the basement.
“I’m down here,” Kayla called back.
Officer Lewis walked down the stairs. “Kayla, you’re still down here?” he asked with a sigh. “I have to drive out to the Enderbee’s house.”
Kayla petted Stormy’s head gently. “OK, bye,” she answered without really paying attention.
“Kayla, come with me. You haven’t left the basement all weekend. Stormy will be fine, God created her to know what to do when her kittens arrive.”
Kayla smiled down at Stormy who yawned up at her disinterestedly. She did seem to be alright. “Well, alright,” Kayla answered. “Stormy I’ll be back soon,” she added.
Kayla raced her dad to his police car and smiled. “It’s nice to be outside,” she admitted.
“See, I told you,” her dad said with a laugh.
Kayla frowned a little. “The sky looks grey. Is it supposed to rain today?”
“Oh maybe a few sprinkles,” Officer Lewis answered, buckling his seatbelt.
Kayla examined the sky as they drove. The clouds looked like storm clouds. She smiled as she remembered the night that she and her dad found Stormy.
The car pulled to a stop in front of the Enderbee’s house. “Someone left the gate open,” Kayla’s dad said. “I’ll survey the perimeter of the house.”
“Alright,” Kayla answered. She didn’t take her eyes off of the sky. As her dad walked around the Enderbee’s yard, a raindrop landed on the car windshield with a plop.
“I knew those were rain clouds,” Kayla grumped.
Suddenly the car door opened and Kayla’s dad dashed inside. “I’m drenched,” he said, shaking the water off.
“Come on dad,” Kayla said, “Let’s go home. I’m worried about Stormy. Use your siren!”
Kayla’s dad chuckled. “I can’t use my siren. Look, this rain is coming down too fast, it isn’t safe to drive. We’ll have to wait until it passes.”
Kayla wriggled in her seat nervously. “Dad, but Stormy!”
“Kayla, we found her in a storm just like this, remember?” he said calmly.
“I remember,” Kayla said and started to protest. “But…”
“Kayla,” her dad answered soothingly. “God took care of Stormy the night that we found her. He’s going to take care of her through this storm too.”
Kayla sat still in her seat, her eyes fixed on the rain. “Look,” she said, “the rain is slowing down!”
“I see that,” her dad answered. “Let’s go home.”
“Use your siren,” Kayla added with a laugh.
“No siren, Kayla,” her dad answered. “But I’ll take you straight home to Stormy.”
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