The Visitor

The Visitor

She goes to see her, the little brown thing. She bends down and kisses her on the top of her head. She strokes her chin and the little creature looks up at her with her big yellow eyes. “I am your owner. I love you.” She doesn’t know if the little creature understands. A while later in the kitchen someone opens a can of wet food. The little creature runs. She has followed the other woman.

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