Mrs Chippy and the Pipe Shop by James Spender
Jangling the bell attached to the frame as she pushed open the door, Chippy felt a certain coolness around her whiskers. With one swift movement of her brain she realised; this was it. The musty […]
Jangling the bell attached to the frame as she pushed open the door, Chippy felt a certain coolness around her whiskers. With one swift movement of her brain she realised; this was it. The musty […]
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