Just a Little Chat

Mother chose a magazine from the stack. She flipped pages and sipped her juice. My tail twitched uncontrollably. The pigeon stared at me. I remained calm. I couldn’t get to him this time with the window closed between us. “I only want to talk!” I meowed and my claws popped out involuntarily.

– Written for Sacha Black’s Writespiration #101 52 Weeks in 52 Words Week 5. Prompt words were “time, stack, juice, pigeon.” WC 52. Photo from simple pimple.