"Is there anything in the fridge that's cat-friendly?"

"Chicken?"

“I suppose that could work."

"Would you mind preparing it for the kitty? I need to run some errands."

With her shopping bag in hand, Karen left.

Sabrina was forced to set the kitten on the floor, remove the chicken from the refrigerator, and cook it for the kitten.

As the water heated, she stroked the kitten's head, assuring it, “Just a little Longer."

From his spot outside the kitchen, Tyrone silently observed Sabrina busying herself with the kitten, feeling somewhat relieved.

Quietly, he retreated.

What she needed was a distraction, something to occupy her.

Caring for a kitten could serve as a suitable pastime, providing her with companionship.

Once the kitten was fed, it tailed Sabrina wherever she went, almost being stepped on several times.

With no other choice, Sabrina took it upon herself to look after the kitten.

From that day forth, she had a new living companion.

Sabrina named it Bun.

Adorably fluffy, it resembled a little bun.

Upon her next visit, Bettie noted that Sabrina looked healthier than she had in a while.

She deduced that the kitten's arrival was Tyrone's doing, deeming it a clever move.

Before long, Sabrina was fully restored. After bathing, she patted Bun's tiny head and messaged Tyrone. "Shall we venture to St. Carleigh Church tomorrow?"

After a long time, Tyrone's response came. "Sure."