A month after Alice Kane had visited them, the final version of the story appeared on the website she worked for. Makai had gone through two drafts and then made sure the final one was also good for Emil, before giving her the okay to publish it.
Alice’s story was a sympathetic piece about a guy who moved into a small town to start over and found things he hadn’t thought he might. For one, it wasn’t a hero story, really. Just like Makai had wanted it to, it told his story without sensationalizing anything, and Emil was happy with it.
Currently, Makai was in the shed finishing reassembling the last of the chairs he was fixing for Leah and Stuart. Emil sat on a bench on the dock, with a fishing rod in hand, while Mouse and her shadow, Spike, patiently waited nearby.
When the first kitten,
