was something Kate thought Don and Debbie should know, she wasnât sure if she could keep her promise, but she wasnât about to tell this to Emily. She took a deep breath, âI promise.â For a second she felt like hiding her hands behind her back and crossing her fingers, but she was too old for that, and it didnât mean anything anyway.
âWe have these neighbors, the Conzelmans. They live two houses down from us. Theyâve been retired for I donât know how long, but theyâre the sweetest old people.â Emily smiled. âYou know what I mean. Anyway, they have three cats, Snuggles, Eddie, and Clovis. Theyâre inside cats, but Snugglesâheâs the oldestâescaped the other day. Sara found him in our backyard.â
âI hope she took him home.â Kate remarked.
âI did. But before I took him home, I saw her dragging him around our backyard by the tail. Poor Snuggles was screeching. You know how cats sound when they cry? It was almost like a real baby. I peeked out the window thinking a little kid was lost or something. Thatâs when I saw her pulling the cat around. I ran outside and grabbed the cat and took him home. I didnât tell Mom or Dad, but I did pinch the crap out of Sara.â
Kate couldnât imagine anything worse. âWhy didnât you tell your parents?â
Emily shook her head. âIt doesnât do any good. Sara simply lies her way out of whatever sheâs accused of and blames me or whomever she can get away with blaming. Iâm not sure she can be trusted around the puppies.â
Alarm bells rang in Kateâs head. Sheâd recently read that kids who were cruel to animals were at high risk for severe emotional problems. Emily was too young to deal with this. Don said theyâd been having trouble with Sara. Maybe she should insist they get her into counseling. Who knew what would happen if her behavior problem wasnât diagnosed and treated?
âIâm glad you told me. Iâll tell you what we can do.â Kateâs mind whizzed with ideas. âWeâll make sure Sara isnât alone with the animals.â She wouldnât have to break her promise to Emily, but she would mention to Alex that they needed to supervise Sara carefully when she was with the dogs. âFor now, Iâll just keep this between the two of us, but if I think your parents need to know, Iâll have to tell them.â
âThatâs cool. I trust you.â
âThanks, Emily. That means a lot.â Kate gently patted Emilyâs back. âNow, why donât you go out to the kennel; Iâm sure Alex is waiting for you. Iâll keep Sara occupied until your mother gets up.â
Emily hesitated. âThereâs more.â She scoped out the kitchen as though she might find another set of ears eavesdropping on her conversation. When she was satisfied all was clear, she continued her story. âSara has a mean streak. More serious than you know. I know Mom and Dad are aware of it, but they donât do anything, except bribe her with dessert.â
Kate could see by the look of anguish on Emilyâs face that her younger sisterâs behavior was very worrisome to her.
âItâs just these tantrums sheâs having. Her eyes glaze over, itâs almost like sheâs another person. Last week I caught her snooping through my drawers. I chased her out of the room into the kitchen.â Emily paused. âThere was a knife on the kitchen counter. Sara grabbed it and said if I told on her for snooping, sheâd slit my throat.â
âEmily, youâve got to tell your parents. This is very abnormal behavior, not some childish prank.â
âI know, but itâs like I said. Theyâll baby her, and sheâll promise never to do whatever sheâs in trouble for again, then itâll be back to her same old crap.â
Kate would talk with Alex later.