Jeff Clement
speaker
719 appearances
4 recordings
1 series
first heard May 2026
last heard 13 Sep
Jeff Clement’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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James flicked off the bathroom light and walked into the bedroom.
I nodded, and we crawled under the covers.
When we woke up, the apartment was covered in small, white bits of cotton.
The felt skin on French Fry's favorite toy, a battery-powered stuffed fish that automatically flopped when it was turned on, was shredded and its cotton guts disemboweled.
As soon as we turned on the light in the living room, French Fry scurried out of sight under the couch.
I squatted next to the couch and French Fry let out a low, quiet growl.
Maybe... We made our chai and packed our work lunches.
Normally, it was a daily struggle to keep French Fry out from under our feet as she wove between us and rubbed against our shins.
That morning, though, she only made her presence known once, when James stepped within a few inches of the couch and she dragged her claws across the top of his foot.
Ah, damn it, Kat!
James jerked his foot away.
I checked the clock and saw it was time to leave, so we hurried out the door.
At work, between forms and spreadsheets, I thought about French Fry.
I thought about the deep, sick paranoia I saw in her green eyes when we found her in the basement.
I thought about how quickly she lashed out with her razor-sharp claws when she'd been so gentle before.
Something happened to her when she was on her own out there.
I had no idea what, but something happened.
When we got home from work that evening, she was still hidden somewhere away from our reach.
As soon as we opened the front door, though, we were hit with the smell of something she did leave for us to find.
It smells like rot.
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