The stray black kitten, known to neighborhood kids as Silky, climbs up the screen door to peer into our living room.
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The stray black kitten, known to neighborhood kids as Silky, climbs up the screen door to peer into our living room.
I found her at the kitchen table with a yellow legal pad.
A total of seventeen hours of flight over three days found us half broken and drained at our doorstep. Our house looked strange.
It was a long walk to the coast, but it would be my last chance.
The van has left already. I tell you I'll need a moment and walk to the terrace.
I will ration them one per month, and promise myself to come home before they’re gone. This time, I won’t stay away three years.