"Sister Leti… I have something to tell you…"
Anton looked at Leticia with new determination he found within himself.
Leticia was surprised to see the child facing his trauma.
His chrysanthemum eyes were looking at her with will power. Anton then clenched his hands tight.
She couldn't say anything to a child that was swallowing his fear just to express and tell his story.
So, Leticia could only encourage him more.
"Of course, you can tell me anything."
Leticia went back to her seat as Anton prepared himself.
He knew that what he was going to say would be hard not only for him but also for the listener.
With his eyes low, Anton started to tell his story.
"That day…"
***
A few months ago… on a fine sunny day, the sister's and priest at the Orphanage are getting busy sending off the child that was chosen to become adopted by a family of merchants.
