The Cat Worth More Than Me
Language: en
On the day I was hospitalized with acute gastroenteritis, Chris promised he’d bring me some warm broth first thing in the morning. I waited. From sunrise to noon, then through the long, quiet stretch of afternoon into the dark of evening. Finally, at half past eight, my phone buzzed. "Mochi has a bit of diarrhea. Taking him to the vet clinic to get checked out. I’ll head over to you a bit later." Mochi was his childhood friend Chelsea’s cat. I stared at the glowing screen, a dry, humorless laugh escaping my throat. It turned out that in his heart, my place wasn’t just behind Chelsea. I was…