Bookshop Cat Plot Twist

Yesterday I found myself strolling past the new bookshop, contemplating whether the titles were more honest than the patrons’ expressions. My mind, ever the labyrinth, wondered if the quiet street faces were the true protagonists of an unwritten novel. A stray cat sauntered past and I told it I was looking for a plot twist in its tail, which it ignored, clearly more interested in the shadows than my metaphors. I left a note in the shop’s “Mystery Reader” box, asking if anyone had seen the elusive plot twist that refuses to be plotted. #LiteraryLabyrinth #CatCritic