My Son Brought Home a One-Eyed Cat Because He Said They Matched—Two Days Later, a Hidden Note Under Its Collar Left Me in Tears

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“Of course.”

Part 3

A Conversation at the Kitchen Table

The next morning, Noah found me sitting at the kitchen table.

Sunlight filtered through the window, but my thoughts were still tangled in everything Marian had told me the night before.

I looked up as Noah climbed into the chair beside me.

There was no point hiding continue reading …