WELCOME HOME, VERSION 1
He knew as soon as she’d opened the front door.
Friends had warned him that she couldn’t be trusted, that her eyes would wander while his back was turned. She’d sworn that her love for him would be everlasting, but now he understood that she couldn’t help herself. They were playing out the roles of Butterfly and the faithless Pinkerton in reverse.
He turned away, unable to bring himself to look.
“Hi there! I’m home. Look what I’ve got for you – a new friend!”
He tried to look welcoming. It wasn’t the new cat’s fault that Alice was so promiscuous.
WELCOME HOME, VERSION 2
Two threatening amber eyes studied the new arrivals.
“Hi there! I’m home. Look what I’ve got for you – a new friend!”
Alice’s cat shrugged his whiskers. Another patsy, he thought, the latest bum-of-the-month feline to make the mistake of hitting his territory. He arched his back and hissed a note of warning at the newcomer.
Alice could sense this introduction wasn’t going well. “Tell you what,” she said, “ I’ll give you half the house each.” The newbie miaowed back at her, but Alice’s REAL cat stood unimpressed.
OK, he thought, you can have the outside, I’ll have the inside.