She stared at the alley cat, wondering how she'd come to care about him so. He was vastly different than she in every possible way. But he'd looked past that and saved her life and the lives of her children. How could she not care about him? Thomas O'Malley. Oh how she hated to leave him. It made her sad just thinking about it. Her children loved him and oddly enough, she was beginning to think that she loved as well. But what would Madame think? She hoped that Madame would love Thomas O'Malley as well.