Come Back to Me
Below, you will find the troubling tale of a cat with an everlasting hope her owner will return. You will find in this story the sad fact that he won't ever return
The chair just sat there, up against the wall. He usually sat there, but for the last two days it had been utterly empty. The cat rubbed her body up against the legs of the chair, her fur coming off onto the God-awful pink cushion. Quickly, the cat leapt from the ground and up onto the seat. She sighed softly, curling himself into a ball where her owner usually sat. The cat couldn't help but wonder, Where is he?
But little did the cat know, her beloved owner had suffered a agonizing heart-attack while walking down the street to his apartment. Little did the cat know, her owner was not coming back to claim her.
The chair just sat there, up against the wall. He usually sat there, but for the last two days it had been utterly empty. The cat rubbed her body up against the legs of the chair, her fur coming off onto the God-awful pink cushion. Quickly, the cat leapt from the ground and up onto the seat. She sighed softly, curling himself into a ball where her owner usually sat. The cat couldn't help but wonder, Where is he?
But little did the cat know, her beloved owner had suffered a agonizing heart-attack while walking down the street to his apartment. Little did the cat know, her owner was not coming back to claim her.
© Johnathan Galbreath, 2012