His father nodded and gently pulled Jamie a few steps away from the glass. “You remember what you said to me? That Nibbles came to show you some love when you needed it most?” Jamie nodded slowly. His father knelt in front of him. “I think now it’s Nibbles’ turn to help someone else.
Just for a little while. Maybe that’s what he’s here for.” Jamie wiped his face with his sleeve. “Will he still remember me?” “Of course,” his dad said. “But right now, he’s making someone else feel what you felt when you first held him.” Jamie looked back at the glass. Meera had laid back down, Nibbles curled against her.