ersonally, I think mauve is a much nicer color." She pushed a wisp of white hair back from her forehead and stepped back to admire her handiwork-"Do you think it needs more ornaments?" "If you put any more ornaments on it, the damned thing will collapse of its own weight." "Then perhaps some tinsel," she suggested. "It's just the office tree, Winnifred," said Mallory. "If people need a detective agency, they'll come here whether we decorate the place or not." "Well, it makes me feel better," she said. "I'd string 285 286 Mike Resnick rows of popcorn, but . . ." She glanced at the remarkably human but definitely feline creature lying langorously on a windowsill, staring out at the snow. "Yeah, I see your point," said Mallory. "Though she'd probably prefer that you string up a row or two of dead mice." "I'd rather kill them myself," purred the creature. "You do it too fast. That takes all the fun out of it." "We're feeling bloodthirsty this holiday season, aren't we, Felina?" said Mallory. "I feel the same as always," said Felina without taking her eyes off the falling snow. "I think that's what I meant," said Mallory sardonically. "I'm going
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