In a modest apartment located in the suburbs of Chicago city, a boy's face was illuminated by a few candles, his eyes reflecting the few rays of light.
The boy's surprised and happy face did not change for a few seconds, and his mouth remained open…
"Happy birthday!"
A young woman who looked no older than thirty exclaimed.
Her face did not show much emotion, but the fact that she hadn't forgotten his birthday meant a lot to Hans.
"Thank you…"
The boy replied.
"Don't thank me, repay me, you should get back to school"
"You and I both know… that I don't have the luxury to do that"
The woman's dark eyes watched the boy with a mix of pity and sadness, while Hans stared at the cold floor below their feet.
"Come on, make a wish"
Incited the woman, her face still pretty emotionless.
Hans, watching the three candles in front of him on top of a little cake that looked more like a muffin, wondered what they meant.
