Book 4: Glowing Embers
Chapter 1
Noel, the kitten who’d shown up on our back doorstep the night before, was happy to see Mark and I when we opened the kitchen door Boxing Day morning.
Noel’s meows let us know he was hungry. As he’d done the day before, Mark chopped up some leftover turkey and added a little gravy to it.
“I think we should walk round to Mr Patel’s corner shop after breakfast to get some proper pet food,” Mark said, looking down at the black and white kitten who was enjoying his breakfast.
I looked around to see if Noel had left us any little messages on the floor. There were a couple, but the cat had used the newspaper I’d laid down, so it took only a matter of moments to clean up.
Once the cat had had his fill, Mark took him outside to do his business.
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