I dy waited until all the creaking down below ceased. When she was certain everyone was asleep she climbed off the mattress and went to stand near the top of the ladder. She strained her ears for any sound at all. The snoring from the back of the house was faint but it was snoring nonetheless. Idy carefully descended the ladder and stood in the cold dark kitchen. Again she strained her ears for sound. There wasn’t any. Even the dog was sleeping soundly.
Satisfied it was safe she opened the cupboards looking for supplies she’d need for her long journey. She was delighted when she came across Lulu’s pink blanket knowing it would keep the little girl warm. A few matches some carrots and a handful of bread completed her provisions. On a whim she pulled Mr. Renard’s warm jacket from the chair and made a beeline up to the attic.
Idy was glad the little girl was sleeping. She had work to do. After spreading out the blanket Idy filled it with the things she had gathered rolled it into a tight bundle and secured it with a thick strand of the tattered blanket from Lulu’s bed. She slipped it onto her shoulder and was pleased with the results. Wearing the rolled blanket on her back allowed her the mobility she’d need.
“Lulu ” she said gently shaking the girl’s tiny shoulders.
