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55. Eff You, Rig

~ CARA ~

At the curb just outside my dorm, I stood at the back of the SUV, the exhaust from the running car swirling around my knees, staring at Purrkins in the broken down pet carrier. He stared back at me, his body curled low and small, meowing his protest.

Rig stood right behind my shoulder because he'd been about to get my bag for me, and I moved so he couldn't reach it. 

“I don't know what to do,” I blurted. 

“I told you, Cara, I’ll take him. Just tell me what he needs and I’ll make it happen.”

I turned on him then, because it was so unfair that he kept pretending this was just… nothing. “He needs a bed, and food, and water, a litter-box, toys, flea-treatments an

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