“Well, you ain’t gonna believe me, but that cat has been caterwauling around here since I was a boy, same black cat with the same glazed eye.”
Naomi laughed and wiped her eyes again. “You’re full of baloney, Mr. Norwood. That cat isn’t fifty years old.” She laughed again.
“I’m telling you all I know, that cat’s been meowing forever and with the same glazed eye. Story goes that it was hanging around the boats back in the 20s and got it caught in a hook when he tried to steal a fish.” His eyes slid to meet hers; his crooked smile broadened and he winked.
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