Madeline:
“And do you hear that water very often?” I asked the kid, and he timidly nodded.
“Okay, that will be it. Do you like chocolates?” I asked again, and after an hour-long interview, he finally smiled, though there was pain hidden behind his innocent grin.
“Good thing I brought you plenty. And I also got you this video game,” I told him as I handed over the game and a full basket of chocolates and snacks. I knew it wasn’t much.
His parents would rather prefer a cure, but for now, it was the best I could do for the kids.
“Thank you. You’re really nice, lady,” the little boy said, his voice so fragile it shattered my heart.
All I could think about was my own son while watching this child in pain.
I gave his mother a reassuring smile before I said goodbye and walked out of the ho
