A little boy approached from behind with a smiley face. He was so cute, and Rain did not want to pass the opportunity.
“So little one, how is life here?” Rain asked.
“It is good. I like it. The scary soldiers don’t come here. We are safe. We even have enough food and clean water.” The little boy said.
“I’m glad to hear it.” Rain said.
“You look like one of the good guys. Are you?” The little boy asked.
“I’m trying to be.” Rain said with a smiley face. “Is there anything I can help you with?”
“Yes, you can. Take a picture of me and post it on that book people talk about. They say that your pictures can be seen from all over the world.” The little boy said.
“Oh… You mean Facebook? Sure… Smile for me.” Rain said as he took his picture.
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