THE BONDING

 

Standing in the doorway… short black hair hangs loosely on his forehead; his face is pale, his eyes full of storms…

 Sitting in the grass… long gray and white fur, a “puff ball” gray and white cat SAT looking up at the man standing in the doorway…

 Lightning flickered within the man’s storm-filled eyes.

 He didn’t move, but it was like he gestured, within, at the cat sitting in the grass.

 The gray and white cat quivered, almost imperceptible, BUT continued to watch.

 The man was standing in the doorway. The cat was sitting in the grass.

They considered each other for awhile.  Not a sound.

Later the man wondered why or how he did… it was spontaneous.

 

 

 

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