Shelley greeted him as if her bowl had lain empty for days, although it was, as usual, about a third full. She continued to purr and wind herself round his legs while he topped it up with special new food, the best money could buy because he wanted her to have a long healthy life and silky fur, as per all the adverts.
Sanjay watched her purr and guzzle simultaneously. Cats were easy to love.
Women, now. Far more tricky. He recalled that incredible first weekend away with Harriet. The cable car at Montjuic. The king-size bed. The morning he had told her his cancer was closing in for the kill.
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