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Now chin up,” Puss said, moving Mark’s chin upwards. “Did you hear me? My plan? Your future wife?”
“I’ll have a wife?” Mark said, still in a daze.
“Details, details. You’ll have a girlfriend, I suppose,” Puss sighed. “Then she’ll become your wife. And out of your gratitude, you will find me a lifelong companion from the pet store…”
Mark laid his head back and let out a stream of air. “I’m going to have a wife. And my cat can talk. My cat is a matchmaker.
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