Maria stopped crying some hours ago and I helped her brush her hair. She had told me she wanted like my style of hair and I gladly did it for her. But she won't stop asking me to take her along with me. I don't know how I was going to do that. I sat her down and made her face me. She smiled and I noticed that she had lost two of her upper front teeth.

She was cute and pretty tho with her almond eyes.

"Will you take me with you?"

"Please. I don't want to stay here anymore." She emphasized.

When I was about to talk, my...