Don't Leave
As the sun set on the Valdez home, Sergio stood on the back porch saying a prayer for his dear cat, Reina, whom he’d lost only three days earlier. She was a beautiful black cat who, in her heyday, had been given the nickname “the queen of rats,” for her prowess as a hunter. He still remembered the day she came up to him–a stray kitten–when he was just a small child playing behind his house. She had been his oldest friend; even his wife and child hadn’t known him half as long.
