Chapter 14

By S. N. Arly
Sep 14, 2019 · 1,539 words · 6 minutes

The cutest black cat to wake up to on a Sunday morning.

Photo by Andreea Popa via Unsplash.

From the author: In his effort to be the best familiar ever, Hēi Māo works on taking care of Brigitte.

Trembling and queasy, Brigitte lay on her bed with Hēi Māo. She'd thrown up once she got home, and she wasn't convinced it wouldn't happen again. Her eyes kept watering, whether or not she was actively crying. The constant purring and occasional kneading of Hēi Māo's paws against her arm were the only things that brought any comfort.

"I'm sorry," her mother said, somewhere downstairs. She was in the apartment, not the bakery, because she'd wanted to keep an eye on her daughter. "She's not at...

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