I've saved each of these kids from something. Human trafficking, sex slavery, medicine slavery, we've come from far, and have helped each other heal and grow. But they are overly relying on me.
"Didn't grandpa tell you guys that I was taken care of?" I asked them, lifting Jay into my arms. Jay has a very special body constitution, rare in both times, then and now. He was going to be used as a medicinal pot*.
"No. Grandpa only told us that you are very very sick and that we might not see you again. We were very worried."answered Jose. Jose Antonio, I found him on one of my journeys through former Mexico. He is a ten year old with ADHD, hence a higher thinking capacity than his peers. He was going to be sold to scientists so that they can extract his brain and study it. This world's cruel, I know.
