Milo thought he heard something, a small yelp perhaps. He went to his window, the neighbor's cat jumped off the fence and skittered away. He assumed it had been the cat and returned to looking at his calendar. It was filled with notes, dates, and appointments. Despite the cluttered calendar, one day had yet to be taken. Sunday. The day before said:<span style="font-style: italic">Parents leave on work.</span>The day after read:<span style="font-style: italic">Parents return.</span>Milo wondered what he would do that day. It was still only Monday and he had all week to figure it out. Milo sat quietly leaning back in his chair, allowing his thoughts to wander, occasionally finding himself wondering about his housekeeper, Demi, and what her story was.<br/><br/>Before long, he heard the door shut as his parents came home. He listened, his mother took a moment to scold Demi for not thoroughly dusting the bookshelves. Although Milo saw not a speck of impurity on the shelves earlier, his mother had discovered some. He then heard his parents climb the stairs and retire to their room before dinner.