Moon That Shone Like Gyrating Cats

The Moon that Shone like Gyrating CatsA Short Storyby Random WriterWenna Thornhill looked at the crumpled kettle in her hands and felt fuzzy.She walked over to the window and reflected on her cold surroundings. She had always loved grand Philadelphia with its valid, vacant volcanoes. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel fuzzy.Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Kathy Khan. Kathy was a callous lawyer with charming toes and wide fingers.