“And that was how I ended up with the Gentle Lord in my bed, his head resting in my lap. He looked even younger when he slept – and since his eyes were closed, he looked human. I stroked his hair lightly; it was soft and silky as the fur of our old cat Penelope, and I wondered if he ever purred.”

“And that was how I ended up with the Gentle Lord in my bed, his head resting in my lap. He looked even younger when he slept – and since his eyes were closed, he looked human. I stroked his hair lightly; it was soft and silky as the fur of our old cat Penelope, and I wondered if he ever purred.”

— Rosamund Hodge