As soon as the animals finished eating, Guy picked the kitten up again, moved down the alley to the street, then turned left and walked to the corner of the block. Looking both ways, he spotted an open convenience store. When he got there, he found a dark corner in the parking lot, put the kitten down, and told it and the dog to wait. Whether they understood the word or only his tone of voice, they sat, watching as he went into the store. He roamed the aisles, well aware that the clerk was keeping an eye on him. Bet he thinks I’m going to shoplift something. He hated the idea, but knew it was realistic. Finally finding a can opener, he took it to the counter, picking up a bottle of water from a cooler on the way.
“You homeless?” the clerk asked from behind the Plexiglas barrier separating
