"Well I don't keep a lot of junk food around, since space and money are a factor, but I did get some good cat food and treats for him. Hopefully he likes what I picked out. And if we have chicken or fish for dinner, I'll be sure to share."

Jovan reaches out to pet Gizmo, glad that the cat is big enough for both of them to shower him with attention at the same time. Though more than once, their fingers barely touch among orange and white fur. The flickers Jovan picks up in Sal's aura prickle like needles in his chest. He wishes he could make that pain-- Sal's pain-- go away.

"When you're ready, we'll get started with some nature lessons. I promise Gizmo will be safe in the van."