“Mommy, don’t cry. Let me blow your pain away…” Rainy propped both hands on Lucia’s shoulders and blew in her eyes. Whenever she was in pain, her mother would blow at her wounds like this. Right now, her mother’s eyes hurt so much that they would be the place she had to blow. After she had blown on them, they would stop hurting.
Lucia caressed her daughter’s face tenderly. She sniffed and smiled at the girl. “Baby, you are wrong. Mommy is not in pain. It’s the sand that got into my eyes. When you blew earlier, the sand came out. I’m alright now. Let’s go home, okay? If the nursing aunties don’t see you, they will be sad.” She coaxed her daughter, afraid the little girl would cry with her. She got onto her feet with some difficulty and carried Rainy who was on the ground.
Rainy nodded her
