I left because she was crying. I just couldn't take it. Why did she get to cry when it was my cat that died. I would have punched her in the mouth had I stayed. On the long walk home through the snow that was all I could think about. I forgot my dead cat. I forgot until just now. My head was swimming with images of her pure white teeth covered in
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