Flash Fiction: Dress-up

She smiled straightening his tie.

“This ruse won’t fool anybody,” Jinx said.

Annette admired him. “No. Not shifted like this.”

“Then why?”

The cat woman in an evening dress rubbed her cheek to his. “Just to dress up.”

“Well, I am a tuxedo cat,” he purred.

 

 

 

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