In response to the flash fiction challenge on Charli Mills’ blog, to write a 99 word ‘industrious’ story.
Everyone round here knows her, the kindly lady with the cane. Hasn’t worked since her accidents—she’s pursuing a motorist and the transport company for negligence and dangerous driving. People sympathised, especially because of the cats. We never knew how many she looked after until she was evicted. She’d hung on in the old apartment because she’s suing the owner for something or other. The cats slipped through the net of her concerns. She took three with her. Some were caught and destroyed. The rest roamed the rooftops for a while, lost and famished. All gone now. Nice lady.