A butterfly rested on the flower the little girl was holding. She tugged on a wing—blue and black lace. The thin texture tore and she giggled. Holding it by the other wing, grubby fingers crushed its black body, rolling it into wet pieces.
A meow was heard.
She laughed, pulling a silver object from her dress pocket. “Here, kitty.”
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Amour
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