The Cat (Complete)
Part one I walked the street, no one giving me a second look. They all thought I was a beggar or street scum that preyed on the unwary. I was wearing ragged looking clothes and was dirty and kind of unkempt. Even though I was eighteen I looked much younger. It was the front I put on for the people. I am James the street rat to many people or James the sneak. You see my mother… well, foster mother always said, “People only see what you allow them to.” My mother… that is another story, she claimed me as a babe. My parents had died of some sickness that swept the city. The city guards were going to take me to an orphanage but mother claimed me, she told them I was hers. The …