I lived in a trailer in LA. With cats. It could be worse. [It's about equal.
She moves over to the bed to sit on the edge of it, hands barely touching the bedspread as she does so. They come to rest on her thighs. She gingerly sits the food down next to her, but she'll wait a moment.]
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She moves over to the bed to sit on the edge of it, hands barely touching the bedspread as she does so. They come to rest on her thighs. She gingerly sits the food down next to her, but she'll wait a moment.]
Anyway, talking. You and me.