cat I regarded the cat in the corner of my eye, but I did n't know what else to do. Her breathing was erratic, as if she had been holding on to him for a while. By the time I reached the top of the house, I could see a cat lying on her side, looking back and forth. The cat 's blood seeped into my bones. I m not entirely comfortable with it, I thought. She was nothing more than a lazy cat, waiting to show him that I had been the first thing.
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