Good Omens
2001-10-29 - 9:04 a.m.
before/after
strangely
non-functional guestbook
As I left the party, a grey cat that had strangely befriended me some time ago came out of the bushes and mewled. I called to it, and it came, rubbing on my legs. I stroked it. "You know," I said,"You're good luck to me." I hope it lasts.
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