EYES: Chronicles of a teenage seer
‘What’s up with its eyes?
‘Rivers is a blind cat, pretty much like me when I am without my glasses’, I said and regretted immediately.
‘Oh, sorry?’, Beck’s smooth baritone voice said and I laughed.
He whimpered when Rivers sniffed his injury.
‘Shit, sorry’, I said and he nodded.
‘Why were they chasing after you?’, I asked.
‘Why don’t you just look and find out?’
‘I try not to pry’, I replied.
‘I missed a shot that’s it’, he said standing to his feet and moving to the window with Rivers in his hands.
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