Partridge And the Peartree
“Now it was sunny, and Amelia decided it was too nice to stay indoors. Despite the cold, she donned her cloak and took one of her new books, settling on a bench in the private garden behind her brother's home.
She had just begun to read when a tiny fur ball dashed across her line of vision and scampered up into the wild pear tree growing next to her bench. It was Colette's newest kitten, Sophie. Of course, once the little thing got up in the tree, she didn't know what to do. Frightened, she howled for help "Oh, you poor dear," Amelia crooned, setting down her book. "Let me help you." She climbed onto the bench and reached up toward the branch, but the kitten backed away from her and climbed higher.
"Come here, sweetheart. I won't hurt you," Amelia cajoled. Standing on tiptoe, she stretched her arm farther, but she still couldn't reach the kitten. Exasperated, she stepped up onto the lowest branch, but the kitten was still out of reach. Worse yet, the little creature kept backing farther away.
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