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Catherine, part 4; Owl Post
58. Hoot
The Owl hooted loudly at the window to catch my attention. Catherine let out a small scream of shock, which earned her another, indignant, hoot.
“Is it looking for you?”
“Yes, he’s brought my post. It’s on his leg, there look.”
It was a letter from Mary MacDonald, a friend of Lilly’s from the old days.
Catherine was fascinated by how the owl post worked. I had wondered if it was me that she loved, or the magic. I tried to think of how she cared for me after my transformations, the loving look in her eyes in those moments.
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