I thought about you today.
I was sitting at the computer desk, and I felt my cat rub up against my leg for attention. I looked down at her. "Awww booboo," I said, my voice low and raspy.
The crackle in my voice surprised me. It sounded just like you. It sounded like the way you'd call Rocky over to you. You used to say you didn't want a cat- that you hated them. But you let me get one, and you loved him just as much as I did.
Where does the time go, Auntie? It seemed like just yesterday.
I miss you. I wish you'd come back and teach me how to make meatballs.
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