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some dogs that it could've escaped during the night?"
"No, no dogs. I never have coyotes come to my yard." Naomi frowned. The men had obviously seen them leaving to their dominance fight last night.
"Well, that you just might want to check to see if you have any damage." He shrugged. "I just wanted to let you know, if I see anything like that again I'll be calling animal control. I never seen anything like it in my life. The way they behaved – completely orderly."
"Dogs and coyotes are pack animals by nature. They have their own hierarchies, maybe you just saw that –"
"Even so, if we have that many coyotes or strays… Well, my wife's afraid for our little Muffin."
"I see. I'll keep an eye out in case anything like that happens again. Though I can't say I was paying much attention to the backyard. I didn't hear anything."
"There were at least half dozen of them. How could she not hear anything?"
Naomi sighed. "Look, I'm sorry. My little brother pulled a disappearing act. Not really sure where he is. I'd really rather find him and then get back to bed before my mother decides that my being up means it's time for her to cook up some kind of large elaborate breakfast in my kitchen, that I have to clean up."
She shut the door firmly in his face. As a general rule, Naomi didn't particularly believe in being rude to her neighbors, but if Muffin's owner had seen more than what he was saying… Unless he was the one who was behind everything. He could have caught her being careless before. Maybe he had seen more last night and was trying to figure out if she was involved with it somehow.
Naomi sighed and nestled into the couch. Her mind started to wander almost immediately. She was a butterfly flitting from flower to flower, just on the edge of consciousness, when she sneezed.
"Since when do I sneeze?" Naomi said to no one in particular. She sneezed again. "What the hell?" She stumbled to the front door. She smelled cinnamon and roses, old cinnamon and mildewy roses. Naomi hadn't had enough sleep, but three hours would have to do. "Get out of bed. Someone is using magic!" She ran out the front door. The flower van drove off. Maybe she could cut them off since they had gone the long way.
"Hurry!" she shouted. Naomi jumped into her mom's Explorer and turn the keys. Nothing. Kidnappers must have cut the power. Maybe she could run them down and get the license plate or see the driver.
Naomi ran full speed down the street in her pajamas. Anyone who saw her would know she was panicked, but maybe no one would realize how fast she was running as her bare feet slapped the road. The man turned the corner. Faster. She needed to go faster. She sprinted to try to peek into the driver's window, but it was too far ahead and moving too quick to get a good look.
"Dammit!" Naomi shouted, slowing to a walk. Whoever the kidnappers were, they tried to do something to her and her family while they were asleep in the house.
Naomi stormed back to her house, slamming the door behind her. How dare they cross that line? Her home was supposed to be safe.
"Wake-up!" Naomi shouted as she stomped down the hall. No way anyone could sleep through all this noise, but Mom was still snoring away in Naomi's bedroom. Naomi shook her. Nothing. "Come on Mom. This isn't funny." Naomi shook her again. No reaction. "What the hell? Mom get up." Naomi shoved Mom's shoulder hard, her Mom rolled out of the bed and hit the floor. What the hell?
The magic. They done this, but why? Why put everyone to sleep but Naomi? And we sat down to think, her head hurt. She was just so tired. She didn't even realize she was grabbing her head until the headband slipped into her hand. She stared at it, trying to remember where she gotten it. Mac had given it to her as protection against magic. They hadn't meant for Naomi to stay awake – the headband had protected her!
The men had to be wrong. Mac's protection had kept her from falling asleep. Naomi couldn't do
"No, no dogs. I never have coyotes come to my yard." Naomi frowned. The men had obviously seen them leaving to their dominance fight last night.
"Well, that you just might want to check to see if you have any damage." He shrugged. "I just wanted to let you know, if I see anything like that again I'll be calling animal control. I never seen anything like it in my life. The way they behaved – completely orderly."
"Dogs and coyotes are pack animals by nature. They have their own hierarchies, maybe you just saw that –"
"Even so, if we have that many coyotes or strays… Well, my wife's afraid for our little Muffin."
"I see. I'll keep an eye out in case anything like that happens again. Though I can't say I was paying much attention to the backyard. I didn't hear anything."
"There were at least half dozen of them. How could she not hear anything?"
Naomi sighed. "Look, I'm sorry. My little brother pulled a disappearing act. Not really sure where he is. I'd really rather find him and then get back to bed before my mother decides that my being up means it's time for her to cook up some kind of large elaborate breakfast in my kitchen, that I have to clean up."
She shut the door firmly in his face. As a general rule, Naomi didn't particularly believe in being rude to her neighbors, but if Muffin's owner had seen more than what he was saying… Unless he was the one who was behind everything. He could have caught her being careless before. Maybe he had seen more last night and was trying to figure out if she was involved with it somehow.
Naomi sighed and nestled into the couch. Her mind started to wander almost immediately. She was a butterfly flitting from flower to flower, just on the edge of consciousness, when she sneezed.
"Since when do I sneeze?" Naomi said to no one in particular. She sneezed again. "What the hell?" She stumbled to the front door. She smelled cinnamon and roses, old cinnamon and mildewy roses. Naomi hadn't had enough sleep, but three hours would have to do. "Get out of bed. Someone is using magic!" She ran out the front door. The flower van drove off. Maybe she could cut them off since they had gone the long way.
"Hurry!" she shouted. Naomi jumped into her mom's Explorer and turn the keys. Nothing. Kidnappers must have cut the power. Maybe she could run them down and get the license plate or see the driver.
Naomi ran full speed down the street in her pajamas. Anyone who saw her would know she was panicked, but maybe no one would realize how fast she was running as her bare feet slapped the road. The man turned the corner. Faster. She needed to go faster. She sprinted to try to peek into the driver's window, but it was too far ahead and moving too quick to get a good look.
"Dammit!" Naomi shouted, slowing to a walk. Whoever the kidnappers were, they tried to do something to her and her family while they were asleep in the house.
Naomi stormed back to her house, slamming the door behind her. How dare they cross that line? Her home was supposed to be safe.
"Wake-up!" Naomi shouted as she stomped down the hall. No way anyone could sleep through all this noise, but Mom was still snoring away in Naomi's bedroom. Naomi shook her. Nothing. "Come on Mom. This isn't funny." Naomi shook her again. No reaction. "What the hell? Mom get up." Naomi shoved Mom's shoulder hard, her Mom rolled out of the bed and hit the floor. What the hell?
The magic. They done this, but why? Why put everyone to sleep but Naomi? And we sat down to think, her head hurt. She was just so tired. She didn't even realize she was grabbing her head until the headband slipped into her hand. She stared at it, trying to remember where she gotten it. Mac had given it to her as protection against magic. They hadn't meant for Naomi to stay awake – the headband had protected her!
The men had to be wrong. Mac's protection had kept her from falling asleep. Naomi couldn't do
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