The Cat Worth More Than Me

Summary

On the day I was hospitalized with acute gastroenteritis, Chris promised he’d bring me some warm broth first thing in the morning.

I waited. From sunrise to noon, then through the long, quiet stretch of afternoon into the dark of evening. Finally, at half past eight, my phone buzzed.

"Mochi has a bit of diarrhea. Taking him to the vet clinic to get checked out. I’ll head over to you a bit later."

Mochi was his childhood friend Chelsea’s cat.

I stared at the glowing screen, a dry, humorless laugh escaping my throat.