silly thing!

Grey Lady came up to me and said, “Momma, I heard you tell Daddy you’re leaving, and–” and she lopped over, all huge-eyed and frail.

I told her, “I won’t forget to get your dinner before I go!”

I swear she hopped up and smacked my arm before she ran down the hall!

Crazy crotchety cat!

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Author: Mari Adkins

Appalachian gothic fiction writer - my works reflect a love of literature flavored by the darkness and magic residing in these ancient mountains. In my spare time, I'm a Simmer, I tumbl, I journal, but I always have a very strange sense of humor. I have lived away from the mountains and lived deep in the mountains. I currently live in Central Kentucky with my lifepartner and his cat. The mountains, their culture, their superstitions, their particular magics, will always be in my blood.