He was still holding Sue in his hand and his arm was shaking like a leaf. I thought for a second he was going to slam her against something. Then he just dropped her. He took out a handkerchief and wiped his brow. "I didn't mean any harm to your cat, Mr. Hurt. I just didn't want it scratching up my car. Just polished it you know."
"She ain't a it, she's a she. And anybody don't like our cats, they don't have to stay around."
"Oh, I like the cat just fine. But not on my car."
Fiction: Holier
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Theory: Use of technology