One ordinary morning everything changed. She made the usual breakfast and dressed just the same, feeling stuck in the rhythm of dull day after day. She tidied the house while bemoaning her plight and then realized Kitty must have escaped in the night. Donning a coat, she wandered outside, calling his name–where could he hide? When she got to the gate, it yawned open wide, not locked, but showing her a path of escape. She followed the swish of Kitty’s bold tail, the lure of the unknown lifting her veil.
Written for Lynn’s Tuesday Picture Prompt.
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