HE LOST EVERYTHING—BUT HE REFUSED TO LET GO OF HER
The air smelled of smoke and rain. Ash clung to the snow-covered ground. People whispered, firefighters moved in the background, but he didn’t seem to hear them. He just stood there, clutching the tiny, shivering kitten against his chest. His hands—rough, trembling—shielded her from the cold, his sweater speckled with soot and falling snow. I…