(Author’s note – Oh come on now. This is low hanging fruit! Enjoy!)
Season of the Witch
by Miles H. Rost
A spinster on a bike.
The classic trope of old-style writing was personified by Miss Jane Banfield.
Miserly, grumpy, past her prime.
Jane was not someone to cross, and this day, a young girl’s cat crossed her with its claws.
She held the basket lid down, blazing as fast as she could on her bike, trying to look prim and proper while making sure the feline didn’t escape.
She didn’t realize that she was going too fast until she hit the small hill before the intersection.
Bike and person flew, as cat leaped out.
They said the cleanup was gruesome.
So that explains what happened. I’m glad they cleaned up the mess before the pic was taken. Also glad the kitty away.
Cats always know when to escape. Unless they have a piece of buttered bread tied to their back.