by
Sue
"
h,this is the life" purred the cat on my lap. "So you want me to tell you story hey, well I will. How about the horrible man who owned me."
"Well I was quite young at that time. I lived in a junk dealer's house with his slave boy and him. The slave boy's name was Aneckera,(you don't say the "e")
I was friends with him but he had no time at all. The horrid man kept him working from dawn to dusk, polishing pipes, moving and bringing things,
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