The Monday morning started with Miranda getting up and deciding today was
The day, today she would leave Paul, today she would reclaim her life, today
she would do something to change the course of her life. Everything was
perfect, she got dressed in her new jeans and t shirt, fed the cats and wham,
it hit her, what if she could not find a place to stay where her cats were
allowed, the first of many what if’s.
Miranda sat down, took a deep breath and decided that she would find a
Place her cats were welcome, there was no uncertainty there, she would do it
And it had to be today, Paul was away until Wednesday, so she had 3 days
to house hunt, pack and move before she saw his face again and her resolve went.
Off she went to the local estate agent, to say they were unhelpful was an
understatement, they all looked at her as if she was asking for a green moon
served on a platter, all she wanted was any sized place anywhere in town
only condition was cats had to be allowed, oh and the price must not be
more than R2000 a month.