NoFragments from books that don’t exist

It was uncanny the way her thoughts seemed to mirror his, the way she moved her body as if in response to his own movements, and yet, he considered, what do we really know about cats? Why was it following him? Did it want to be petted, to be fed? Was it seeking a new home or merely curious about this stranger padding down her own suburban street in the middle of the night? The real question, he decided, is not what does the cat want, but what do I want? Do I really believe that Sylvia will notice me ‘casually’ happening to be in her neighborhood at two in the morning, and if she does, will she be charmed by the coincidence, or call the cops yet again?

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