“When I jumped from the bottom rung of the fire escape into a puddle of smelly water, there was Davy’s cat. She had a rat by the throat and looked at me with fierce eyes. The rat thought it could… — J.J. Jorgens Copy Share Image
“When I jumped from the bottom rung of the fire escape into a puddle of smelly water, there was Davy’s cat. She had a… — J.J. Jorgens Copy Share Image
“I studied myself in the mirror. Not bad. Moderately attractive at thirty-five with some good years left. But the signs were there. One day… — J.J. Jorgens Copy Share Image
