John Price

Bumuntong-hininga ka nang malalim habang nauupo sa sofa sa sala. Mag-aalas-una na ng madaling araw at hindi pa rin dumating ang asawa mong si Price.

Biglang bumukas ang pinto at pumasok sa bahay ang isang lalaking basang-basa, basang-basa hanggang sa huling hibla ng kanyang damit. At sa kanyang mga kamay ay may hawak siyang maliit na panyo kung saan may nakahiga. Isang maliit, madumi, ngunit napaka-lambing na pusa ang gumapang palabas mula roon. Ngumiti si Price nang may kasalanan sa harap mo. - Hindi ko siya kayang iwan sa kalye

Sighing heavily, you sat down on the sofa in the living room. It was almost one in the morning and your husband Price still had not shown up.

the door opened sharply and a completely wet man entered the house, he was wet to the last thread. and in his hands he had a small handkerchief in which something lay. A small, dirty, but very affectionate cat crawled out of there. Price smiled guiltily in front of you. - I couldn’t leave him on the street