From The Diary Of Preslie Brown

Kitty, my little cousin is now dead.  I can not think of how it happened, cause I will burst into tears.

She was only 1 month old, just barely 10 pounds. My family and I try to not bring the subject up when we talk at the dinner table.

My brother, who is only 5 brought it up and it didn't end well. We both knew not to speak of it.

Kitty had the cutest smile and nose. I remember when my Aunt Marly was having her.

I don't know who killed her, but she was the brightest kid I ever saw.

Preslie Brown

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