His blue suit was sharp. His shoes untouched by dust. His life… far from this street.
He walked toward them slowly.
Paused.
Looked at the sign.
The car.
The boys.
Then he lowered himself to their level.
“Is this car for sale?”
The older boy nodded, his voice trembling but determined.
“Yes, sir. We need medicine for our mom.”
Something shifted in the man’s face.continue reading …