POV: Damian
Yet somehow...
I found myself standing in the pet food aisle because I'd won cat food in a bus raffle.
Life had become deeply unreasonable.
I stared at the giant bag tucked beneath my arm.
"I don't even like cats."
A store employee overheard me.
"They usually don't take it personally."
"I wasn't insulting them."
"They'll still judge you."
That sounded disturbingly believable.
As I walked toward the checkout, a tiny voice called out behind me.
"Excuse me, mister!"
I turned.
A little girl wearing oversized rain boots pointed at the cat food.
"Do you have a kitty?"
"No."
"Then why'd you buy dinner for one?"
"I didn't."
She frowned.
"It followed you home?"
Before I could answer, her father hurried over.
"Lily, don't interrogate strangers."
"I'm collecting inf
