Eve crept toward the boxes, the baseball bat firmly in her hands. As she peered around the edge of the boxes, she raised the bat above her head and was ready to swing.
“Meow!” cried a little yellow tiger kitten, looking up at Eve with longing eyes.
“Awwww, you sweet little dear,” Eve said, dropping the bat and bending down to pet the kitten. “I wish I could take you home with me, but things are kind of hectic now, and TC’s allergic to cats, although…” Eve picked up the little kitten. “Oh, you are so cold, you poor little thing.”
Where should Eve go next?