Simon who still has Mr. Kitty in a box under his bed, safe and hidden.
He cant leave base without the fear of someone finding the little thing and tossing it, thinking it trash from the way one button eye is missing and its fur is all wrinkled.
Like his dad once did when he found the ratty thing hidden under little Simons pillow
He had spent hours crying silently, searching for it in every nook and cranny
Only to find it in the bile filled trash.
His ma in one of her kind moments, helps him wash it and dry it before his father can find out the thing was still in the house.
After that night one dark button eye is missing forever.
Ghost who cant bring Mr. Kitty with him on missions. Too terrified of bringing the last pieces of Simon onto a battlefield and loosing him there.
Ghost who cant bring himself to touch Mr. Kitty in fear of tainting the wee thing with the blood staining his hands.
Ghost who also cant sleep without Mr. Kitty tucked securely against his chest, in the hope that keeping Mr. Kitty close will keep Simon close, will keep his Ma and Tommy and all their soft moments together tethered to the tainted wretched thing that is Ghost.
Part 2
