Witch, by Ian Fletcher

“My new teacher Miss Priestley told me I can have a cat,” says Molly.
“Our pets are none of her business. Besides, Spot wouldn’t want a cat around,” says Mrs. Thomas.
“Miss Priestley promised me. She’s a witch,” says Molly.
“That’s ridiculous!” says Mrs. Thomas, who goes to answer the phone.
“Was that Miss Priestley?” says Molly.
“What a nerve she has, telling me what to do!” says Mrs. Thomas.
There is a screeching of brakes and a pathetic whimpering sound.
“Oh, my God!” says Mrs. Thomas, rushing outside.
Molly smiles. She and Miss Priestley have decided on a tabby.