The Unseen Secret Behind Joy V.’s Enigmatic Lightkeeping Journey Revealed
“Is that for your cats?”
“No. Me,” he said, his breathing raspy. He looked at the screen. “I like birds. That’s a pine siskin.” I smiled, until I noticed he had started crying again, the kind of crying where no sound comes out because the pain is so intense. Eventually, he explained he had lost his older cat Roger to cancer a month or so earlier. On the drive home from the vet after Roger was euthanized, Nathan had plowed into the garage door, damaging it while he battled withdrawal tremors. The garage door was now stuck open, and only his other cat, Harold, was around to keep him company.
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