Hannah was beginning to feel like the ball in a game of Keep-Away. It might be exciting, but it certainly wasn’t comfortable.

“Norman can take Moishe home,” Carrie blithely volunteered her son.

“But I couldn’t possibly ask Norman to

”

“Nonsense!” Carrie cut off Hannah’s objection. “Norman’s crazy about Moishe and vice versa. And he’ll cat-sit until you get home

just so our little kitty star doesn’t get lonely.”

Ah-ha! Hannah thought. The custard thickens! Carrie’s afraid I’ll invite Ross in when he brings me home and she wants Norman there to prevent any hanky-panky. Of course what Carrie didn’t know was that there wouldn’t have been any hanky-panky anyway. Hannah had put in a rough day and she was determined to hit the sack early tonight.

Chapter

Chapter

Fifteen

Hannah was beaming like a proud mother when the lights came back up and the screen on Sally’s huge television went black. Moishe had been adorable. Even Delores had given a few oohs and ahhs in the appropriate places, especially during the funeral scene when Moishe had licked Erica’s cheek to comfort her.

“A born ham,” Hannah said in an aside to Ross, but she couldn’t seem to stop smiling. She guessed that some cats were born to be actors and others weren’t. And she was lucky enough to have a star on her hands.

“He’s even better than a trained cat,” Ross commented.

“You can train cats?” Hannah asked, but her grin gave her away. She knew there were some cats that were trained to obey commands, but it would never work with Moishe. If he understood what you wanted, he’d do it. If he felt like it. At that particular time. Maybe.

“I’d better get home soon,” Hannah said, glancing down at her watch. It was nine-fifteen and the early night she’d promised herself would turn into a late night if she stayed at the inn much longer.

“Just stay for Burke’s interview and then I’ll take you home. I want to hear how he handled that reporter. Everybody else is coming in to see it.”

“Who’s everybody?”

“The whole cast including Dean’s wife, Sharyn, and Tom Larchmont. Connor picked them up at the airport at seven and I’m sure they’re back here by now.”

“Okay,” Hannah agreed quite readily. She was eager to meet Lynne’s husband and very curious about the type of woman who would marry Dean. Sharyn Lawrence must be as long-suffering as a saint. She wanted to see Burke’s interview, too. Since it had been filmed that afternoon at The Cookie Jar, she really wanted to see how her shop looked. “Are they running the interview with Andrea, too?”