My Son Brought Home a One-Eyed Ginger Cat Because He Said They Matched – What We Discovered Under That Cat’s Collar Two Days Later Brought Us to Our Knees

lounged against the staircase wearing my silk robe.

My silk robe.

I stared at the suitcase Adrian had packed for me. Two sweaters. One pair of shoes. My grandmother’s photograph with a crack running across her face.

“That’s all?” I asked quietly.

Adrian’s mouth curled. “You should be thankful I’m not demanding compensation.”

“For what?”

“For wasting my continue reading …