Fox On Parchment
Lilah Mey
Prim
Fox On Parchment
Lilah Mey
Fox On Parchment
Fox
Lilah Mey
5
Greenmount park is known for its cats. Stray cats. orange cats, striped cats, spotted cats, yellow cats, brown cats, flufy cats, hairless cats, any type of cat.
about every few months a committee of locals, meaning well, will try to catch the stray cats that roam around the park,  fail, and try again in another few months. This cause is a good cause but a never succeeding cause. this is wy there are more cats around the neighborhood than fingers on my hands and to es on my feet.
Codiac, one of the littlest kittens i have named myself, will let me get closer than anyone else to him.
im luring codiac in with a hair tie and feeling the scab on my right cheek from Prim's bike pedal. needles to say, we both went down, and we both went down hard.
Prim cried, but there was no way i was shedding a single tear in front of that fake sissy.
Codiac's blue eyes are strongly fixate d on the hair tie im waving in the air.
fox sits next to me, silent and thinking, his gaze on Codiac, but i know he's not really paying attention.
Mom seemed more disappointed then dad. Prim's mom didnt even look upset. she apologized to my mom, but it didnt even look real.
i dont knowwhats wrong with prim. why'd she have to ride her bike down Carolla just to say that?
Because i know that Fox had always listened to the both of us closely, and i never realized til now that it could be a bad thing.
© peachoo ,
книга «How To Breathe In Space».
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