The Lark
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The Lark

Silvered Eyes

Fiction

Image by Shanon from Pixabay

Each morning when I left for my day shift at the drug store, a white cat waited outside the apartment complex. I lived in a suburb with clusters of buildings, so I didn’t pay the cat much attention early on: its fur wasn’t dirty or matted, it didn’t meow to try and get my attention, and it looked fairly well-fed if its puff of a belly was any indication. The only thing that made me note it from the other strays I had seen was…

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Jillian Spiridon

Jillian Spiridon

just another writer with too many cats