Chapters (92)
- First
- Love Connection
- Zero
- One
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- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
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- Nine
- Ten
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- One Month Later
- Twelve
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- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Six Months Later
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Twenty-three
- Twenty-four
- Six Months Later
- Twenty-five
- Twenty-six
- Twenty-seven
- Twenty-eight
- Twenty-nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-one
- Thirty-two
- Thirty-three
- I Have Never
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
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- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- A Christmas Date
- One
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- Four
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- Six
- Seven
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- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Note from the Author
- Sneak Peek – To the Stars and Back
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- Also by Camilla Isley
- About the Author
Mr. Fluff will run, jump, sit, and cuddle on request. He’s a quick learner, and in just a few hours this magnificent exemplar of Silver Tabby British Shorthair can be trained to perform just about any task. At Le Paw Animal Talent Management Agency, we strive to provide our clients with the perfect animal for any job. We will provide you with expert advice and coordination to make all your productions spectacular.
I click on the casting video that shows Mr. Fluff playing with a plumed cat wand, chasing after a mechanical mouse… Then he eats, jumps, runs up the stairs, and the video ends with a close-up of the cat resting on a white couch while purring loudly. He seems indeed like a wonderful actor.
I grab the landline receiver and dial the agency number.
“Le Paw Animal Talent Management Agency,” a female voice says, picking up on the second ring. “How can I help you?”
“Hi, hello, this is Nikki Moore from KCU Advertising. I was calling to inquire about one of your actors…” And, yes, I feel stupid saying this, but pet agencies can be a tad sensitive, and I’ve learned that if I don’t refer to the animals as “professionals” or “talent” they can get pretty prickly. “Err… Mr. Fluff?”
“Oh, sure, Mr. Fluff is one of our best performers, always in demand. Needs a month’s advance booking at the very least.”
“A month?” I gasp. “You mean he wouldn’t be available this Thursday?”
“As in, the day after tomorrow?” the girl asks, appalled.
“Yes?”
“Sorry, ma’am. He’s fully booked through January. Cats are very popular for Valentine’s Day commercials, you know?”
Yes, I do know. It’s my job to know. “Thank you very much anyway,” I say, discouraged.
Third hole in the water today.
“You’re welcome. And if you ever need our services in the future, don’t hesitate to call us back. Le Paw Animal Talent Management Agency wishes you a purrfect Christmas.”
Did she really just wish me a purrfect Christmas? I smash the receiver on its case three times, imagining it to be the face of the creative who suggested a tabby cat would suit the commercial better than the Russian Blue I’d hired.