I Don’t Want the Annoying Cat or the Trashy Man

Summary

The young couple next door had a massive fight. In a fit of rage, the woman dumped their cat on my doorstep.

Seeing the poor thing, looking like it hadn't eaten all day, I took it in.

It wasn't friendly with me, but it wouldn't leave my husband alone, constantly rubbing against him and meowing.

That's when I started to get suspicious.

One night, when my husband claimed to be working late, I knocked on my neighbor’s door.

She answered, one hand resting on her slightly rounded belly. "Mrs. Hammond? What can I do for you this late?"