Memories

Lying there on the floor dying, she could just about hear the all too familiar voice shouting ‘Cat’ as it came closer to her house. It had been a long time since she'd heard Sally cry out like that. Under other circumstances she may have been slightly amused by the almost thirty year old woman still behaving in much the same manner she’d done when just a child, but now there was only energy enough for that one last memory to float through her mind before she passed away.

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