Deep in the meadow, hidden far away, cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray, forget your woes and let your troubles lay and when it’s morning again, they’ll wash away, here it’s safe, here it’s warm, here the daisies guard you from every harm, here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true. Here is the place where I love you.
“Get out!” He dodges the pillow I throw at him. “Go away! There’s nothing left for you here!” I start to shake, furious with him. “She’s not coming back! She’s never ever coming back here again!” I grab another pillow and get to my feet to improve my aim. Out of nowhere, the tears begin to pour down my cheeks. “She’s dead you stupid cat. She’s dead.”