“From somewhere above me, there was an irritated hiss. ‘Food.’ I strained my head upwards. ‘Hi, Brutus.’ His yellow eyes stared down… — Helen Harper Copy Share Image
“I abandoned the plan to make millions from the spell when I realised that people would finally realise their cats are selfish… — Helen Harper Copy Share Image
“Pet,’ Brutus repeated. ‘Bitch.’ ‘Don’t be offended,’ I said. ‘He calls everyone that.’ I winked at Brutus” — Helen Harper Copy Share Image
