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344 pages, Kindle Edition
Published October 14, 2021
Posie stood briefly at the kitchen window and fingered the old red velvet curtains she’d hung there almost five years ago, when she’d been accompanied on this crazy little London venture by no-one at all, only her father’s old Siamese cat, Mr Minks. She’d installed these curtains specially for him; this office had become his playground, his domain, and he’d run up and down the velvet drapes here merrily, even though he was quite an old cat, swinging from them with abandon.As someone who recently lost an irreplaceable cat, I have the feeling that the author herself has lost one, and that Mr Minks was a real cat, years ago. Unless it happened to you, one cannot know how upsetting it really is.
Posie looked out into the darkness, remembering the time, three years back, when Mr Minks had vanished. Stepped out of his life, into the darkness of eternity.
The last link to her life with her father in Norfolk, gone.
She’d been more upset than she’d thought possible.
Cats.
She wouldn’t have another. She’d decided there and then. It was too upsetting when they died.