Your Cats Are Gone.

A short story by Robert Cormack.

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“I met some people here,” Angela wrote. “I’m staying on for a bit. Tell Sam and Trixie I miss them. Give them a big hug.”

He kept reading Angela’s words. Meeting some great people down here.

“Terry, they’re cutting me off. Call back, okay? Please. The number’s on your machine. I’ll explain everything. Please call me — ”

“How’s everything there? Are my babies okay? Have you been feeding them?”

He went out, dumped the barbecue over again, then threw Angela’s clothes on the grill. Smoke rose in thick puffs.

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I did a poor imitation of Don Draper for 40 years before writing my first novel. I'm currently in the final stages of a children's book. Lucky me.

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