him at his office next week to sort out the details and sign the contract. "Dave will just flip!" She smiled. Her brow wrinkled at the thought. "Where's daddy?" The cat looked back up at her and tilted his head. "Oh well, I can play some of it for you." She started playing the chorus for the cat "Honey, I just ain't that kind of wife. No I can't look away and live that kind of life. I know it's over and we're through, so..." She stopped abruptly, hearing the handle jingle on the front door. "Quick Mr. Whiskers, off the sofa. You know daddy hates it when you're up here." She pushed the cat off to the floor. It landed with a soft padded thud.
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