He didn’t even hear the door open when his sister Maggie came into the apartment.
She found a kitten on the side of the road.
Not a tiny thing, small enough but with some spunk.
Larry worked through his brain fog to ask “What are you gonna name it?”
“You’re gonna name it,” Maggie said. ‘It’s a gift. If you have to be responsible for another living thing, maybe you’ll learn how to be responsible for yourself.”
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