The woman petted the newly adopted cat as her husband drove. “To lose both owners…”
Powder had been distraught over losing Mira. It understood its ailing owner had to do with the dust the husband sprinkled in her food.
“I dunno, Dora. They say the cat killed him.”
Sure, Powder intended the man to trip over her and fall down the flight of stairs, but the dying part had been good luck.
“She’s harmless,” said the wife, stroking under the purring feline’s chin.
…Harmless as long as this man treated his wife well and didn’t have stairs.