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and Blaze would do all they could to find them.
    The Cross girls!
    They had been a pain in my side for years, too independent for their own good. First their parents were defiant and so I took care of them. I thought that would assure the girls’ loyalty, but it had worked against me. Every other pack in the area had sworn allegiance to me, all but the Cross girls. I would not rest until every one of them had bowed to me and sworn their loyalty. Calico in particular had my interest. And for all the trouble they had caused me, I had some very special plans for them. All of them would become our servants, with Calico by my side at all times. Yes, she would be forced to honor me with every breath she took. The special little she-cat with the strange green eyes would serve my purposes just fine.
    Taming the Cross sisters was vital and would send a valuable message to anyone who tried to defy my authority and have their freedom. And I would once again be the one in complete control.
     
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Calico’s POV
     
    I counted the days until the weekend of Appleville’s Annual Apple Festival. It seemed like forever but in truth only took two weeks, and in that time, we continued to have things go missing; things like the car keys a few times, several of Fancy’s favorite dresses, and even one of Kiki’s many curling irons. Were our ghosts females? The only thing that was added was the number of cookies. Even though I continued to put one in our neighbor’s mailbox every day, we never seemed to run out of cookies…weird I know. 
    I thumbed carefully through my closet, looking for just the right dress for the occasion. I had never been to an apple festival before, but it was all anyone could talk about. The bakery had been preparing their treats for many days as well as the deli, and Tabby and Kiki were both working their booths. I, on the other hand, was free to wonder about and inspect all the goodies. We never had anything like it in our old town. It was a dried up, boring place to live, not like Appleville with all its interesting people, tales, and history.
    “Ah ha!” I said, pulling out my yellow sundress from last spring. “This will work perfectly for the occasion.”
    Suddenly, it flew out of my hands and landed across the room. I should have been alarmed but instead I placed my hands on my hips and huffed. “What now?” I asked in clear irritation.
    No sooner were the words out of my mouth when another dress fell out of my closet and to my feet. I picked it up and inspected it. It was a lovely strapless sundress with red and white polka dots. “Hmm, not bad. I can’t imagine how Fancy’s dress managed to get in my closet,” I said into the air, my sarcasm hard to miss. I could have sworn I heard a faint giggling, but it must’ve been my imagination again…or not.
    The dress fit me like a glove, and I spun several times in the mirror, adoring the way the skirt moved with ease. I walked into the bathroom and inspected my hair and finally decided that pulling it up would probably look best. My streaks didn’t show as much when it was pulled up. I opened my drawer and grabbed a ponytail band when it too flew from my grasp and into the wet tub I had just showered in earlier. I rolled my eyes and slumped my shoulders. “Fine. What then?”
    A curling iron landed on the sink in front of me. “Oh great, Kiki’s missing curling iron. I’m beginning to think you have an agenda,” I said into the air again.
    Okay, a few things were suddenly pretty clear to me. One, these ghosts were obviously not out to hurt us, and two, they, for some odd reason, wanted me to show up at the apple festival looking a certain way. Why? I was scared to ask.
    Once my hair was curled and the sides pulled up and pinned. I slipped on my shoes and headed downstairs where the sisters were waiting.
    “Hey! That’s my missing dress!” Fancy said in confusion.
    I shrugged. “Don’t look at me. You have our mischievous little