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"Yo, it's Kay!" Corvus's beak doesn't smile, but his eyes do.
"Sorry I'm late," I reply, shaking raindrops from my fur.
"Late? You're the main attraction; you just opened the ball." And then he turns serious. "This gang war is bad business. Just look at these guys and girls- on both sides."
I can see what he means. There's many a notched ear or missing feather among the assembled gangsters.
"Pinch!" Corvus croaks, obviously pleased. "Come here, tomcat, and meet my buddy Kay."
It's obvious how Pinch got his name. He has a narrow face, with one eye swollen shut from a recent injury.
"Pleasure to meet you. Is it all right if I pray for you?"
"Huh? Yeah, I guess that's okay."
I smile. "Heavenly Father, this young cat has seen a lot. Now I ask that you open his eyes to Your unconditional love and grace. Amen."
He blinks- once, twice- and cries out, "I can see! My tail's unbent, too!"
A hush falls over the crowd.
"Th-thank you, Kay." Tears stream down his face.
"Don't thank me; thank God."
"Let me see him!" A gray tabby elbows her way through the mob.