Chapter 21
I was at loss at what to do. I rolled a number and put an album on the turntable, then turned it off, I couldn’t think of any kind of music that would fit my mood, and the joint was just making me even more paranoid.
What the f**k was going on?
Where could she be?
Who could I call?
It was then I realised I knew very little about her, apart from the fact that her parents and grandparents were all dead. I didn’t even know her surname.
Shirley cautiously appeared from under the settee and curled around my feet. I bent down and ruffled her fur. She collapsed on her back in total submission, her purr growing in intensity as I rubbed her stomach. She had obviously accepted my apology.
I fed her and sat down, re-lit the joint then got back up again, stood in front of the window
