Elijah made his way to the park. It was already night, and the cat chase had lasted all day. At that moment, Elijah was drained; he saw the old lady on the park bench staring into the sky with a dim expression.
After she saw Elijah, her Facial expression Rexalexed with relief. "Charlie! Your back, don't run away from me like that," the woman squealed.
"Your cat was lying near this mask. I think Charlie might like it." The woman glanced at the mask, then took it from Elijah and nodded.
"Charlie always does the strangest things; since you have brought back my cat, would you like a reward? I can't give you money, but I am a good cook".
"No, sadly, I have to get going now; I have plans tomorrow…how about we set up something for your cat next time…we could meet here tomorrow at 6. How about that?" the woman rubbed her chin in thought and then added with a soft smile.
