Here's an eckserpt:
Hucklesby and I are out for our twilight walk up the mountain. Will I see Moonlight this time?
Today isn’t a good day for me. It’s Valentine’s Day, a day which brings, unbidden, images of what my life might have been, if only I’d made better decisions as a younger woman.
Regret, however, is a bitter companion. I prefer cats.
Like Hucklesby. A gray cat the color of twilight on a misty day. Though I might have been accompanied by other cats on my road not taken, none of them would have been my Hucklesby. He lives with me in my cabin in the woods but comes along on my twilight walks and never runs astray.
Go here to read the rest: "Moonlight's Gift."