"Rachel, Rachel."
I heard the cute calling of a child. Thus I looked out of the car window.
A chubby little hand was knocking on the window. It was Tom Zambrano from Sunny Orphanage. Because he grew relatively fat, he had a nickname of Little Stone.
I got out of the car and greeted him with a smile.
I asked, "Have you been a good boy lately?"
Tom said, "Don't worry, Rachel. I am very good."
I touched his chubby face and took burgers out of the trunk. I bought the burgers for them. They could share them with other kids in the orphanage.
This was where I used to stay. The principal was very excited to see me back.
"Principal, tell me again about my mother."
"Rachel, do you miss your mother?"
Principal's kind eyes gently stared at me. Her face was carved with wrinkles, which showed
