Day: September 23, 2018

North-easterly…

From Sue…

Inspector Sunday

Sunday went back into the house. On the settee where he had slept was a new leather backpack. As he gazed at it, suspiciously, the cat appeared, again… …And proceeded to wriggle itself into the bag… Until not even its tail could be seen. “Mow?” said Sunday, confused. ©Stephen Tanham

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