Still, Again, and Always
I don’t know what the future holds, but I can tell you this for certain: still, again, and always, there will be cats to walk those roads with me.
I don’t know what the future holds, but I can tell you this for certain: still, again, and always, there will be cats to walk those roads with me.
Maria tried not to stare out the window as she idly poked her wilting salad with a plastic fork. There were a couple of crows preening themselves on the bare … Continue reading Short Story Friday: Cat People