I went to go jog again, expecting her to show up but she didn't show up. I look for that stray cat she was feeding yesterday, the cat look so old and can't walk properly.
Looks like she's telling the truth that she was chasing an injured cat. I went to a*****e to buy a cat food, When I came back I saw her again feeding the cat. She noticed me and I immediately hide the cat food.
“Are you going yo feed Frank?” She asked. I wanted to say no but she already saw the can I was holding.
“He look sick and hungry.” I said coldly.
“You named a stray cat Frank?” I asked changing the topic. I sit beside her and observe this injured cat.
“Yup, because he looks like my driver frank.” She said. She named this stray cat after her driver.
“Don't you think your driver would hate it?” I asked bu
