“I’m afraid Whiskers is gone.”
“Not dead?”
“No. I gave him away.”
“For Heaven’s sake! Why?”
“Well, dear, the fact is, I’ve come around to Aunt Lora’s way of thinking.”
“Eh?”
“About germs.”
Kirk laughed, the first real laugh he had had for a year.
“That insane fad of hers!”
Ruth was serious.