Stone Circle but why do I lie awake each night thinking

A bobcat, actually.

He couldn’t help the strained sort of smile that pulled at his face. Perhaps a muscle twitch. The memory of that cat was just as fractured as the rest of his mind. No matter how haphazardly he slapped cement on it, it would not heal.

Not without time, he supposed.

My father. He married a new woman. I felt it too soon, and instead of speaking it, I..well. I decided I could fight a bobcat about it, I suppose. He looked down at his legs, noting the thinness of his fur there idly.

In hindsight, it wasn’t the best way to handle that.