Who could have imagined when fate would arrange for your Mr. Right to show up? When he passed me on his skateboard and carried his beloved silly cat that looked like a pillow, he glanced at me lightly. I carried fifty pounds of coarse salt and majestically passed him by, leaving him with a generous back and the words, Look at it, Silly Bi!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
