~KAYLA
"What is your name, child?"
The boy looked down at me from the horse. I noticed that he was shy and also scared. He perhaps thought that if he screwed up, I would hit him. This child must have suffered from being abused day and night. I felt even more pity for him and I wanted to attack those who dared to hurt him.
"Matthew," he finally said in a shaky and tiny voice.
I gave him a smile. "I'm not going to hurt you. I never will. You have nothing to fear," I assured him.
Yet the boy still dipped his head in fear. Maybe when he mixed up with the other children, he would loosen up.
"I'm Kayla," I told him.
"Nice you meet you, Miss Kayla," he breathed.
This was the longest sentence he had said to me since we met. There was no need to push it. He had been through a lot already. H
