Flash Fiction # 238 -- Saving Everywhere. Part 22: Food

(Previous)I stared at the newspaper and then dropped it and looked around in haste.  Edmond walked over and stared for a moment, his tail twitching in a way that a human might shake his head.  "Well, this isn't good. They even know about me.  That's going to make things difficult.""Very difficult," I agreed.  I hadn't realized Edmond could read, but it didn't surprise me, either.  I looked