Glückskeks und die Hauptstadtkatze

"And he was one of those very tall, lanky types", sagte Glückskeks plötzlich, und die Hauptstadtkatze hörte einfach zu. "And he was meticulous with his hair.. and shirts never fit him well. And he was like a knight in shining armor when I was sick. He brought me mangoes from the market. And his eyes were brown, but not black brown, more brown brown, like molten milk chocolate. And he always gave the impression that he knew just what he wanted, when talking to taxi drivers, hotel personnel, waiters. And he had the sweetest voice when he whispered in my ear. And he liked tea, of course with milk. And his silences on the phone could be so full of accusations. And I dreamed that I lost him before I really did." Die Hauptstadtkatze kuschelte sich an Glückskeks, konnte ihr aber nicht wirkich nahe kommen.