moon was high, full. Starry orbs glittered brightly in the night sky.
Anna Winpurr bit her lip as she stood perfectly still on the top of the
hill leading to the Cottage. Another dream was bringing her here, she
knew that now, Anna shivered and padded silently down the hill. Now she
stood inside the burnt out hollow of the Cottage and looked around with
mixed feelings as poignantly sad memories mixed it up with happier
times. She felt overwhelmed. Anna winced and waited...for something,
anything to happen.
She did not have to wait long. The night sky
was brilliantly white all of a sudden. Anna shielded her eyes from its´
heavenly glow. Once it died, standing before her was a rather angelic
looking ghost. She was willowy, lithe and as white as freshly fallen
snow. She was strumming a guitar and humming the last strains of ´Give
Peace a Chance´ mixed with a healthy dose of "All You Need is Love."
She seemed somehow familiar to Anna. It was almost as though they had
met before. Anna smiled despite herself. This ghost’s presence was
soothing her aching heart...not just a little… but a lot. Willow-Maya purred and then she smiled benignly as she read Anna´s mind.
"Yes, dear, we have met before in the haunted rooms section of Castle
Clydula. Exciting time that, don´t you think? I loved modelling those
fantastic Clawde creations. By the way, I am Willow-Maya your Catmas
present, so to speak. Come now and let us look together at three Catmas
presents. Perhaps the Catmas spirit will find you on this night.
Anna sincerely doubted it, and yet her battle worn heart warmed to
Willow-Maya’s gentle smile as once more she strummed the opening chords
of "All You Need is Love." The ghost and Ms. Anna Winpurr vanished together into the night.
Suddenly they materialized at the very headquarters of Mogue Magazine.
It´s Catmas Eve and her remaining employees, all three of them, are
doing the work of 10 cats. Molly Daman´s Cellphone rang to a Jingle Bell
Rock tune, but the other employees gave him a stern look. One of them,
Betsey Blythe begged him "shhhhh! Do mew want to get fired too? The old
bat won´t hesitate to send mew packing as well! Then Queenie and I will
end up doing YOUR job too! I would like to leave this office before the
year ends, at least.... Please! change that tune! Better yet! Switch it
"But it´s Catmas Eve!" replied Molly "My boys and the
missus miss me! And I miss them... We shouldn´t be here working today.
And mew know what? I don´t care if I get fired. There are many magazines
out there, but I only have one family". He stood up and took a nice cat
"Please, don´t! Stay! Do it for us! we´ll never leave this glorified sweatshop if mew leave!" implored Queenie.
Molly hesitated. He knew the girls also had families they wanted to go
back to. "Okay, okay. Let´s just speed it up, girls. Maybe we can finish
all this by tomorrow morning"
"Old Bat! She called me Old Bat! Oooooh she is SO fired!" said Anna watching in awe.
"What do mew want them to call you? Seriously. Mew had a choice, to be
respected or to be feared. Mew chose the latter. Just because they are
afraid of mew, doesn´t mean the respect mew" said Willow-Maya while
tuning her guitar