she walks into the alley holding salems food bowl as she walks, raining pattering down on the top of her head and dripping from one of the gutters in the alley. salem! she calls, trying not to be too loud because she’s right in between her house, and her rude neighbors house, and stops and smiles softly when she spots you crouching in the middle of the alley, petting the large black cat, salem.
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