49- "Sanctuary."

"Come on! Stop the extreme formality. I'm still the Rain, you know, and your friend from college," he humbly answered as he was gently shaking his head and smiling a little.

I smiled at his being down to earth.

He had Tony checked and was able to rule out the problem. He prescribed medications and vitamins to help my dear cat recover.

After we spoke about Tony's condition, it was time that we talked about casual things, like he mentioned to me that he is now the one who manages and runs this vet clinic since his father, Dr. Henley Gregori, died two years ago. I was sad knowing about that. I knew Dr. Henley, and we had spoken in the past, too, with regard to the follow-up check-ups I did for Tony during the first months after I had my cat rescued.

"I'm sorry, Rain. I didn't know he had already left two years ago. Things must be hard for you."

I glanced at him. We were walking outside the vet clinic while I was still carrying Tony with me.

He smiled sadly. "Yeah. It was hard to adj