Spark and the return to life
I didn't hesitate. I brought him home.
Sitting at the kitchen table, his hands still trembling, he told me what he'd been through. He'd found the kitten trapped under a beam, just before everything collapsed. He'd named him Spark. Because, in that chaos, that tiny life had been the only thing he'd been able to save.
In the days that followed, Lucas gradually opened up.
He spoke of Manon, his wife who had disappeared several years earlier. Grief had left him alone long before that night. But strangely, since he had been watching over Étincelle, his voice seemed less heavy. As if taking care of someone else allowed him to breathe again.
