CALL ME KAT
“Aaron, it’s almost dinner time. Where are you going?”
“I don’t know. It’s the strangest thing… but did you see the black cat that showed up at the back door? ….This is the second morning I found her sitting on the porch …almost like she’s waiting for me, waiting for me to join her. She didn’t even look at the sauce of milk I put out for her. Aren’t cats supposed to like milk? She just sat there and gave me that look. Looked me straight in the eye. Anyway it felt that way.”
“What look? “
“As though she wanted me to follow her somewhere. It wasn’t just the look.it was also the way her tail curled. Like she was smiling.”
“Like a come hither tail? Aaron, are you crazy? We have two cats of our own right here. We don’t need one more. In fact, I thought I was the crazy cat person in the family. I thought you didn't care much for cats? “
“You weren't wrong, Ellen. But this one was different. She had beautiful shiny black fur. I don’t think she is homeless. She doesn’t seem to be looking for a home or food …”
“Well, if she isn’t lost or mooching, what does she want? More specifically, what does she want from you? What you should be looking for is a girlfriend not a pet,”
“I don’t know. But this cat is different somehow. Oh, I forgot to mention that she has green eyes. Emerald green eyes. That’s unusual for a cat. Isn’t it? I think she wants me to follow her. I can feel it …She is asking me to follow her somewhere.”
“No, grey cats can have green eyes, Russian Blues, too. So, it’s not out of this world. But you’re right. She’s different, Aaron. And it’s not just the green eyes and the smiley tail. You know what else? She’s black and black cats are bad luck. We don’t need any more bad luck. Aaron. Remember when you walked under that open latter last July? And the ladder literally collapsed on you. You spent 3 days in the hospital, and now, this?”
Ellen, that ladder thing. That was my own clumsiness not bad luck. Anyway, that stuff about black cats and bad luck. You don’t believe that do you? That’s an old wives tale.”
“Old wives tale or not, I say let stray cats stray. Maybe she’ll find a friendly witch. And she can sit by her cauldron and catch a mouse or a toad.”
“”You’re making fun of me. But I’m serious. You know black cats are also considered good luck.
“Oh? Says who? “
“I looked it up. See, here’s what the mythology encyclopedia says about black days…. Are you listening?”
“Sure, Aaron, I’m all ears. Educate me. “
“It says right here-- Black cats are thought to be spiritual guardians and protectors due to their connection to goddesses in mythology and folklore. Although Some people view black cats as bad luck due to their connection to witchcraft—a belief that started in the Middle Ages and continues in modern pop culture “
“Well, holy meow!”
“Listen to this, Ellen; Black cats are thought to help you find your twin flame. Twin flames are defined as two people who share parts of the same soul, like a soul mate. Seeing a black cat may show that your twin flame is about to enter your life. How about that?”
“Aaron, that’s what they call lore. Like fairy tales, make belief, Aaron. You know maybe we should call animal control; see if someone has lost a black cat. Where is she now? “
“She’s gone and she didn't even drink the milk I left. She must be here for another reason. I know that she’ll be back”
“How do you know that?”
“Because I just feel that she’ll keep coming back until I follow her.”
“Aaron, that’s twin flame nonsense. You are my brother and I love you but don’t you think you are just feeling lonely .You need a new girlfriend, not a cat. A real girlfriend, a human girlfriend. “
“Maybe. But listen to this. It says here that black cats are often connected to power goddesses and empresses. Spiritually, they represent fertility, sensuality, and nurturing. Their ability to slip between shadows relates to the belief that they move between realms. This stealth also represents transformation and resilience.”
“Sounds great if a little overblown. I’m going shopping. If you follow that cat, assuming she if she isn’t sitting on someone else’s back porch right now, just don’t get lost. And watch out for any open ladders.
Oh, and Aaron, if a witch comes to the door before I get back don’t answer it. Or rather, do. Maybe she’ll be wanting her cat back. See you in a while.”
“Ellen is just being Ellen. And I guess it seems crazy to some people, following a strange cat to who knows where. Oh wait, she’s back. I just knew she would be back. Hope I don’t have to climb any trees or jump over any fences to follow her. But I’m going to follow her.
“I hope she stops running. I forgot how fast cats can travel. Good. She seems to be waiting for me to catch up…she’s is going down into that cave. Well I can’t go down thee. That opening is too small
“Guess I’ll wait til she comes out. I’ll just take a peek inside. “
“Hello Aaron, You don’t have to come in. I’m coming out.”
“Oh, I didn’t know anyone was in there. Have you seen a black cat? She went in that cave you came out of. Wait, how do you know my name?
“Because you followed me here, Aaron. “
“Followed you? No, I followed…..well, anyway, I am happy I’m here. You are very beautiful, Wow, you have green eyes. Like emeralds. What is your name? Is that your cat you lost? “
“The name is Kat. No, I don’t have a cat, Aaron and I’m not lost. Not anymore.
And one more thing, Aaron? Here, take my hand. It’s soft.”
“Yes, Kat? “
“You can forget the saucer. I don’t drink milk. “
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So after reading your very rude comment, I'd decided to see what you could offer. To be honest, I quite like the imagery. You did a splendid job with using colour thoughout your story. However, I find the flow of it jaunty. There's a bit of coherence issues. I think pure dialogue stories work better with only two named characters. The addition of Ellen can be a bit jarring, I think. (By the way, this is how you write a critique, one that isn't an insult. No calling protagonists 'annoying' or inserting your own style upon an author's. It's ...
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