Alice's cat had counselled patience. Leon was frustrated, he could see, but perhaps it was more a case of not having met his own Alice or Danny. Even Carlos, despite the “alleged” allergy (Alice's cat had his doubts) was shaping up as a potential.
“Potential what?” asked Leon, puzzled.
“Owners on this planet come in all shapes and sizes,” Alice's cat added. “Find the right one and all will become clear.” Alice's cat didn't add, for Leon would find out in time, that thumbs were beginning to look like an option.
“Potential what?” asked Leon, puzzled.
“Owners on this planet come in all shapes and sizes,” Alice's cat added. “Find the right one and all will become clear.” Alice's cat didn't add, for Leon would find out in time, that thumbs were beginning to look like an option.
