The Big House

He’s not sure when it began. From the time he was little Opa would show him around The Big House where he worked. It was such a fun place to explore with its secret chambers and hidden passages, big doors, tiny doors, alcoves and cavernous rooms.

One day his favorite stuffed animal disappeared. Opa led him up the sloping lawn to The Big House and pointed to a 3rd floor window. Tiger was looking out the window.

Opa said, “Your job is to rescue Tiger without anyone seeing you.”

He crept down passages and hide behind statues or large plants. He darted up the stairs. On the third floor, he counted doors like he had counted windows from the lawn. Once inside, he ran forward and grabbed Tiger. He repeated the stealth to exit.

Opa was so proud!

Tiger Rescue became their favorite game. Sometimes Tiger was in a bedroom, sometimes in a study. Once he was in the dining room and the servants were setting the table for dinner.

But he was good at it and rarely seen. When he was, the person usually smiled, patted him on the head, and didn’t question.

One day, he and Opa walked on the lawn but he didn’t see Tiger in any window.

“Today Tiger isn’t hiding. I want to play a trick on The Lady. In her room, on the dresser, is a necklace that’s very sparkly and has a big jewel. That’s the room,” he said, pointing to a window.

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This is my submission to the Unicorn Challenge. If you want to participate, write a story inspired by the photo, 250 words max. Then, link it to the post like I did.