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March 2019 #615

(Continued from #614)

Me: No one likes to be
bullied or manipulated by someone they care for. Mostly because it proves their
character ugly. It’s difficult knowing you keep such ugliness close to you by
choice.

H: Have you known such a
person?

Me: Yes – when I was 4. I
suppose it was lucky to learn the lesson so young.

H: (coughing) That boy-

Me: Who said he was made
of steel and I was made of glass and that he loved me. Yes. And then told me
he’d send an army of sharks to eat me and my family because I’d disobeyed him.

H: Do you (coughing) do
you think he changed?

Me: No, not fundamentally,
more’s pity. What will you do today?

H: Go for a walk.
(coughing) Stretch my limbs.

Me: Wrap up warmly
please.

H: I shall wear both
coats.

Me: The Bedlam one and
the coachman’s one?

H: Yes.

Me: Any other plans?

H: A hot bath after.

Me: Very sensible. I have
to take Tiresias to the vet. I can’t work out if she has a cold or an eye
infection. Either way, the medicine the free vet gave us isn’t working.

H: (coughing) I wish her
a swift recovery.

Me: Thank you.

H: I had never
previously considered what individual and magnificent beasts cats are until you
sent me Gin.

Me: We domesticated dogs,
but cats sort of domesticated themselves. Little apex predators who hang out
with us through whim, not need.

H: I thought (coughing)
everything a feline did was on a whim?

Me: Ha! Probably. The
person interested in adopting Andromeda is coming on Thursday. And the place in
Hilo is available in three weeks. So maybe March is a month of changes?

H: You are due them.

Me: Yes. Did you eat this
morning?

H: Biscuits and coffee.

Me: Alright. I should
leave you to the rest of your morning. Love you H.

H: (coughing) Love you
darlin’.

Source: Tales of Necromancy

by cnkguy
March 2019 #615

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