Seoul, South Korea, 8:15 A.M. “We can’t be late today.” Crooked rows of bumper-to-bumper rush-hour traffic inch along in pouring rain. Tiny and helpless among the vehicles, a “kitten, barely two weeks old, [is] crossing the bridge.” She darts around, unable to find her way through the maze of moving tires, noticed by drivers and passengers who honk and exclaim and worry and look away in fear. Everyone is horrified, but what can be done? And then one person pulls over. “They hoped to hear a kitten’s cry.” Over several tense, nearly wordless pages, an adult and a child sit in the car in the driving rain, waiting. Cars honk. Windshield wipers squeak. Then, from under the car: “Mew mew.” The driver hurries out and scoops up the quivering, terrified animal. “We all were late. But it’s okay. Today was a good day to be late.” Much of this story is communicated via the artwork, made with colored pencil and oil pastel, which feels almost cinematic in its variety of perspectives and effective use of panels and montage. This suspenseful story commends bravery, but its focus on the kitten’s dangerous journey prevents it from becoming heavy-handed.