The Teller of Small Fortunes

by Julie Leong

Familiarity could look very much like love from a certain angle, if one didn’t look too hard.

Everyone deserves a home, Tao thought, patting Laohu’s whiskery grey nose. And what was a home but somewhere you wouldn’t have to feel quite so alone?

“All cats are slightly magical, don’t you know? It’s why they’re so smug all the time.

she was a cup of tea, overflowing with warmth and wrapped in loving hands.