My lover was killed in a motorbike accident

He left me his cat and his unpublished manuscripts

The cat was bequeathed this country house

I now lIve in this house having married his cat

We are not yet lovers but that will come in time

At present we are editing his short stories

Which is likely to make us very rich

I will outlive his cat and inherit everything

Is the title of one of Kafka’s least known books