CHAPTER FIVE So my rush to save Simone’s life turned out to be a bust, except that I am now the new owner of a cat. I know. I know. Cass is not happy. At all. It went like this: I high-tailed it to the diva’s house only to find her in her movie room watching one of the Ocean Eleven movies. “Hi,” I said at the entry to the room that was larger than my room and my parent’s room put together back home. “Shhh. I’m trying to watch the movie. Come on, watch it with me.” She patted the seat next to her. There were eight rows of seating in the screening room. She was in the middle row in the middle. “I’ve got Cass in the car, and you look better, or you seem better.” “No.” Simone shook her head vehemently. “I am not better, Edie. I’m sick and I need you to stay with me. Your dog is cool. I’d say bring her in, but I think I’m allergic to animals. I think that’s my problem. Actually you’re gonna have to take my cat.” “What?” I sat down next to her. “Yeah. You got get my fucking cat out of here....
Author Michele Scott