Me and Mr McCarty

A chance encounter with a human helps Emmett revisit lessons and love in his past. Can he recognize them for what they are?

They sat quietly for a contented while, Jasper absolutely still as he stared up at the starless sky, Emmett picking thick, matted black strands of bear hair off his arms and dropping them into the air to watch them flutter down into the darkness among the rocks below.

"You're thinking about it again," Jasper finally murmured.

Emmett frowned. "You can't tell Rose. She won't understand."