Spending Lives

Prompt: Price

saint of cats

“How much is it?” she asked.

“Five.”

“I only have four left.”

“Then your time is up. But I’ll give you a day to spend the four you have.”

So she went after that black Alsatian that always tormented her, climbed the power pole, shredded the trousers and lower legs of that nasty man who once kicked her, and ate all the fish that she found in the garbage.

Then she happily put on the wings, and flew to heaven.

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