Lilac sprawled across the satin bedspread sulking because she was not allowed to go out. It was a beautiful star lit night. Perfect for adventure and partying. She would have to wait until the rest of the household, especially Mom, went to sleep. She has some secret ‘escape’ hatches which leaves everyone puzzled as to how she manages to get out and participate in what Mom describes as unsavory activities and hanging out with scalawags and ruffians.
After one night of carousing, Lilac was caught trying to sneak back in. She looked disheveled…more than usual.
“Behind that angelic face, you are nothing more than a demimonde!”
Lilac looked at Mom with wide questioning eyes. Lilac was, in fact, indifferent to Mom’s attempts to shame her into being more decorous and demur. It just wasn’t in Lilac’s nature to allow the opinions of others, even Mom’s, to dampen her adventurous spirit.
“Oh, Lilac. What am I going to do with you?”
Lilac turned her back and sauntered off to her bed. She had had a rather remarkable night and was in need of sleep.
Late that afternoon Lilac woke and spent a few minutes with her grooming before heading to the kitchen to get something to eat. She was very hungry and ate quickly. Mom was working on her computer. Lilac grew bored and decided to help her. After a few minutes Mom grew impatient and told her to go amuse herself.
So that is what Lilac did.
Lilac glanced over her shoulder to be sure Mom was occupied. She squeezed out the screen door and took off down the street looking for Iggy and Morty. She stood in Iggy’s backyard and waited for him to slip out. Morty joined them and the three took off toward the barn on the edge of town.
They caroused and played most of the night. The sun was on the horizon when the three exhausted friends headed home and snuck back into their homes.
Lilac went to her bed.
Mom was, again, upset with her. Lilac put on her well-practiced charm assault. Mom laughed and hugged her. That evening Lilac, again, slipped out. It was another beautiful summer night and her pals were waiting for her.
Lilac was walking through the kitchen to the back door when she heard Mom call her.
“Lilac!” Mom came up behind her and looked at her closely.
Lilac bolted for the basement. She climbed some boxes to escape through an open window.
The next day, Lilac heard Mom on the phone with her friend.
“Oh, Mandy, I’m worried about Lilac. I may have been lax and now I think she’s pregnant.”
Lilac had noticed that her tummy was getting a bit round.
Mom hung up and turned to face Lilac. She shook her head.
Two and a half months later Lilac lay in her bed nursing her kittens.