“You have hardly explained any of it,” Leonard said. “I will help you if I can, but then you will leave us alone.”
It was not a question. The cat bobbed its head once; the paper remained blank. Leonard felt strangely at ease.
“What are you?” he asked.
“Get your books and pencils,” the cat replied. “The answer must be among them.” The words remained. And below them more appeared, “You have your father’s things as well, I expect?”