“C’mon Tiggywiggy,” she said, “Do something funny for Mummy.”
The woman he’d grown to think of as ‘Mother’ gestured hopefully at the rustic obstacle course she’d laid out for him with one hand, and pointing her iPhone at him with the other. She’d been doing it ever since her video of him playing the piano had gone viral on youtube. The sad thing was, he knew he’d do it, if only for the can of tuna she’d give him as a reward.
Nine lives, he thought, rueing the fact he’d had to spend the last one as a corporate lawyer.