Spine

Marianne notices something odd in Fiona's living room.

Marianne's eyes darted from corner to corner, trying to find something to talk about. The living room looked the same as ever, but by the way Fiona was acting, something new had surely been added.

Then, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed it.

"Is that... a spine?"

Nonchalantly, Fiona replied, "Yes. Yes, it is."

Marianne's jaw dropped. "Why is there a spine in your living room?"

"I dunno. I think it really compliments the couch."

Gaping like a fish struggling for air, Marianne managed to utter, "How did it get there?"

"Uh, I think my cat dragged it in." Fiona gave an affectionate smile to the drowsy calico napping on the couch.

"Your cat dragged a human spine into your house and you never questioned it?" Marianne was thoroughly convinced that Fiona was insane at this point.

"Peaches doesn't like being questioned."

Marianne never visited again.