The trees around and overhead were so thick that it was always dry inside and on Sunday morning I lay there with Jonas, listening to his stories. All cat stories start with the statement: ‘My mother, who was the first cat, told me this,’ and I lay with my head close to Jonas and listened

The trees around and overhead were so thick that it was always dry inside and on Sunday morning I lay there with Jonas, listening to his stories. All cat stories start with the statement: ‘My mother, who was the first cat, told me this,’ and I lay with my head close to Jonas and listened. (Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle)