impressed- "C... A... T. Cat!"
"Don't look at that," I told him. "It's awful."
"Cat..."
"Your grandmother's just stubborn because it was a birthday present. I'll show you something better."
As I tried to drag the kid away, my eye fell on the date next to the signature. In a few months, it will have been hanging on that wall for nineteen years.
Ye gods!
On the one hand, I clearly need to let this go. I was eleven, and it's probably not bad by eleven-year-old standards.
On the other.. What on earth would posess a woman to keep that horrid thing in plain sight for nineteen years?!
It's not right.
