A small blonde girl that must be about 5 years old, looks up at me with big innocent blue eyes and asks. 'Mr. can you help me?"

Crouching down, my first response would be to find her mom or dad, but there is something about her that bothers me. She reminds me so much of my mom that I hesitate for a few minutes. What is it about her?

I grab ahold of her hand and lead her to the Kaffie-Frederik General Mercantile which is Natchitoches first general store. Figuring that I might find ...