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He left me his cat and his unpublished manuscripts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