He was not going to write this.
From the windowsill of the Moretti estate, one cat has observed it all. The romances. The melodrama. The breadmaking. The four brothers who fell in love like it was a competitive sport and the women who—for reasons he has never understood and does not intend to investigate—let them.
Now, for the first time, Heathcliff speaks.
He’d prefer not to. He’d prefer to remain on his windowsill in silence, supervising Rosa’s kitchen with the professional detachment of a cat who has spent seven years perfecting the art of not caring. But the baby pulled his tail. And the tail-pulling changed everything.
Misha Volkov is seven months old, nine kilograms, and determined to reach the windowsill. His father feeds the cat chicken at 6:15 a.m. and pretends he doesn’t. His mother laughs through ceilings. His uncle Nico has renamed the cat ‘Hee-cat’ and shows no signs of stopping. And Rosa’s bread is still rising, the way it always rises, the way it has risen for thirty-seven years while the men of this household fell apart and put themselves back together at her kitchen island.
Heathcliff: A Memoir is the story of the Moretti Syndicate as only the cat could tell it—dry, devastating, and completely untroubled.
Mostly.
A companion novella to The Moretti Syndicate series. Can be read as a standalone for anyone who has ever suspected their cat is judging them. (The cat is judging you.)
Genre: Romance
From the windowsill of the Moretti estate, one cat has observed it all. The romances. The melodrama. The breadmaking. The four brothers who fell in love like it was a competitive sport and the women who—for reasons he has never understood and does not intend to investigate—let them.
Now, for the first time, Heathcliff speaks.
He’d prefer not to. He’d prefer to remain on his windowsill in silence, supervising Rosa’s kitchen with the professional detachment of a cat who has spent seven years perfecting the art of not caring. But the baby pulled his tail. And the tail-pulling changed everything.
Misha Volkov is seven months old, nine kilograms, and determined to reach the windowsill. His father feeds the cat chicken at 6:15 a.m. and pretends he doesn’t. His mother laughs through ceilings. His uncle Nico has renamed the cat ‘Hee-cat’ and shows no signs of stopping. And Rosa’s bread is still rising, the way it always rises, the way it has risen for thirty-seven years while the men of this household fell apart and put themselves back together at her kitchen island.
Heathcliff: A Memoir is the story of the Moretti Syndicate as only the cat could tell it—dry, devastating, and completely untroubled.
Mostly.
A companion novella to The Moretti Syndicate series. Can be read as a standalone for anyone who has ever suspected their cat is judging them. (The cat is judging you.)
Genre: Romance
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