She's back. I collected her ashes on Tuesday. It's nice to have her here with me, sitting on my desk as usual. Yes, it’s a tiny bit morbid and I'm working on it, but I think my shrink is almost as upset about Simone as I am. Both of us are…
Goodbyes
She smelled like maple syrup. I've got no idea why or how, but she did. She'd crawl into my lap and trill in her kitty way that it was time for some sweet, sweet lovin'. I'd rub her kitty cheek bones, stroke her long black hair and lean in for…