"No, no... I'm afraid of cats..." Riana Queens turned pale with fear.
Rural cats definitely don't bathe often; who knows how many fleas are on them. Just thinking about it gives her goosebumps.
Nana Monty chuckled at her, "Don't be afraid, my cat is the most obedient. It's very well-behaved."
Mom and Dad Monty helped make the bed on the first floor. Although the room was old, it was cleaned spotlessly.
The bed was one of those old wooden ones, creaking as soon as you sat on it, with the red paint almost peeling off.
Nana Monty remembered sleeping on that bed as a child. Back then, there was a thick layer of straw under the cotton, making it quite soft to lie on, with the fresh scent of straw.
Riana Queens stared wide-eyed at the bed that was almost an antique, "You want me to sleep here tonight?"
"Didn't you say you wouldn't mind? Wouldn't have brought you back if I knew," Nana Monty sneered, "City girls are hard to please. So pampered, why come to the countryside?"
