Piss, sprawled out on the sofa, watched me with her good eye. "What happened to you, Sugar?"
Unable to speak because of the painful lump in my throat, I shook my head.
"Did you lose them both?"
It took me a second to figure out what she meant. Groaning loudly, I raced to open the cellar storm doors. Sure enough. DeeDee was there waiting to be let in.
She almost bowled me over as she bounded inside. "Hungry."
"In a second." I ran up the stairs into the backyard, slamming the storm door closed behind me. "I'm never going to hear the end of this, " I warned myself.
Running over to my car, I yanked open the door and peered inside.
"You, Forgot. Me." Disdain dripped from every syllable that came out of God's mouth.
"I was distracted," I told the lizard, hoping he'd drop the matter.
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