Final Catcall: A Magical Cats Mystery - Plot & Excerpts
Andrew, who was part of the reason I’d ended up in Mayville Heights, Minnesota. Andrew, who I’d once thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with in Boston, until we had a fight and he went off on a fishing trip with his friends and came home married to a waitress from a fifties-themed diner. “What—what are you doing here?” I stammered. “I came to see you,” he said. He gave me that smile my friend Lise back in Boston always said would melt the elastic in your underpants. “I don’t understand.” I’d been living in Mayville Heights for a year and a half. Why was he here now? “What do you want?” My hair was coming out of its ponytail. I pulled off the elastic and shook it loose. He shrugged. “I want you.” “I’m serious, Andrew.” It was late and I was exhausted. I didn’t want to play word games. “So am I.” He gestured at my arm. “What happened?” Hercules had stopped hissing, but both cats had moved in front of me so Andrew couldn’t get any closer without tripping over them.
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