Wouldnโt that make a charming epitaph? Here lies Cat. Killed not by fang, but Ferragamos.
Jeaniene FrostHe looked glad to be on his way and made a beeline for the exit. Just as he was out the door, however, he stuck his head back in. โI donโt mind foreigners. God save the queen!โ he squeaked, and ran. Bones arched a brow. I sighed. โDidnโt hear that part? Never mind. Donโt ask.
Jeaniene Frost