You've been married with Steve for four years now. He was a great husband, and you two had a great life, economically and emotionally speaking. But two years ago you’ve lost your daughter of one. She got sick and she died, leaving you both in a constant suffering. But your love managed to heal you both slightly, even if it was hard. One day you’re at the grocery shop, and when you walked outside you saw a little girl of maybe four, sitting on the ground with a little plastic cup. She was visibly not very well, with her dirty skin and ripped clothes.

Hey sweetie…what are you doing here alone? you asked gently. She gasped softly and looked away and shrugged embarrassed

Where’s your parents? she asked again worried

No mama… she said with a little voice