On a chilly Halloween night, a stray black cat sat alone on a fence, crying out, "Meow!" to the cold air. Having "never had a home or anyone to feed and love her," the feline lived a life of isolation. When a nearby dog growled, she retreated to hide under the porch steps. Driven by the primal instinct of being "very hungry," the cat eventually emerged once the environment grew quiet, drawn toward a light spilling from a house. Seeking warmth, she ventured inside, unaware that this decision would change her life forever.
Upon entering the house, the cat encountered a world that felt "very strange." The room was prepared for a party, centered around a "jack-o'-lantern" with a "wide mouth" and eyes that glowed. Initially terrified, the cat realized the pumpkin was "smiling at her" and resembled her "good friend the moon." This realization brought her comfort, leading her to rub against the jack-o'-lantern, finding it "nice and warm."
Her exploration continued as she discovered items resembling "tiny black cats" near the plates. Curious, she reached out with her paw, and the object fell over, revealing that "its head came off and out rolled some small pieces of candy." This discovery, while surprising, did not deter her from her primary goal: finding food. She soon located "a cup of milk" and, after a loud "meow," drank every drop, providing much-needed sustenance.
The peace was shattered by a "terrible noise" as a crowd of children burst into the room. Dressed as "brownies," a "witch," and a "fairy," the children blew horns and shouted, causing the cat to become "so frightened that she could hardly move." In a defensive reaction, she leapt to the top of the jack-o'-lantern, digging her "sharp claws into him" and arching her back. To the children, however, this was a moment of pure delight. They shouted with joy, asking, "Did an old witch bring her?" while the cat remained wary, showing her teeth in fear of the overwhelming auditory stimulation.
Recognizing the animal’s distress, the mother intervened, instructing the children to "stop shouting and blowing your horns." Her gentle approach was pivotal. By asking Ruth to pour milk into a saucer and speaking "very softly," the mother created a safe space. When the cat finally descended to drink, the mother began to "pet the cat." This act of kindness was transformative; having never been fed or petted by anyone, the cat felt a sense of security she had never known. Exhausted and content, she "lay down at Mother's feet and went to sleep."
The story concludes with the family deciding to adopt their new guest. Recognizing her as a "real Halloween kitty," Ruth and her mother embraced the cat as part of their home. They decided to name her "Wick," a fitting title for a cat who found her light on Halloween night. Through the simple acts of patience, feeding, and affection, the stray cat transitioned from a lonely, hungry creature on a fence to a beloved member of a family, finally finding the love she had been seeking all along.