Don't Stop Believing

The weirdest thing about my life isn't the fact my cat started talking to me.

I had it all. Awesome, blossoming business. A cute boyfriend who gave me butterflies. My kids living at home and reconnecting with me. Plus, I was a witch. There, I said it out loud. I'm a sorceress who can do magic.

Not bad for a woman my age. I should have known better than to get so cocky.

The other shoe dropped, bounced, and hit me in the face, then bounced again and whacked me in the shin. It proceeded to ricoch...