Thank you for your comments on the first reading from my memoir Woman in a White Coat.
Here’s an excerpt from Chapter #2 about a little black kitten called Rupert
Reading from Chapter 2 Pages 18-22
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Chapter 2 pp 18-22
We always had a cat. Most people in The Buildings kept a cat, because we all had mice, even on the third floor. I never caught sight of a mouse in our flat, but often there would be a few mouse droppings. Now and again my father baited two or three mouse traps with cheese, but he rarely caught a mouse. They were too wary. They had learned how to steal the cheese without getting trapped.