I Want To Go Home
A short story
One summer during a street fair, I came across a store on Long Island, NY that had stray cats. They hung out in the store like it was their home. Lately, I’ve been thinking about them, wondering if they are still there, and if not, then what happened to them?
I missed the busy streets. The sound of traffic. The chime of the door opening and closing. The voices of people. The echo of…