The Authentic Eclectic

Now That You Know

This wet, salty thing that she held in her hands could have been strung on a wire for a necklace. Or stretched between telephone poles to make a globular, shimmering bird. She wiped it on her jeans.

“You did not know this?” The voice was gentle.

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“I knew.” Because the cat had been there since she was born, and last year it was gone. Besides, it…