The Green Tea Cat
Language: en
After my husband’s college friend died, she came back as a cat. A cat that ate imported food, lived in a luxury cat condo, and made a habit of biting and scratching me. If I showed the slightest hint of annoyance, my husband, Mark, would lay into me. “Are you seriously jealous of a cat? Rebecca is gone. This cat is all I have left of her. Can’t you let me have this one thing to remember her by?” The cat would look at me triumphantly before snuggling into Mark’s arms. He’d stroke its fur, his voice dripping with affection. “Poor Rebecca,” he’d murmur. “If I could do it all over again, I…