I can read words. Sometimes I simply can’t make them make sense in my head. Like the note in the frame on the kitchen
counter that reads: The Cats Are Leo and
Don. Leo is the Bigger One. They Are
Brothers. I read that note for
several days before I admit to Andy that I don’t know what all those words mean. He picks up two cats, one in his left arm and
one in his right.
“These are your cats, Annie.”
(Thanks today to my partner in creative crimes, Jane Gillman, who encouraged me to get my writing done first, then move on to the day's demands. It worked, Jane! I'm finished before 1 PM!)
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