Ayla

“Tell me Freddy do you like it here?”

I asked the little bundle of joy in my arms and he nodded “yeah it is really pretty. Mummy and I didn’t use to live in pretty places” he said.

My heart hurt for him.

He was such an angel boy and he did not deserve to suffer for anything in this world.

“Tell me where did you and mummy used to stay?” I asked him running my fingers through his silky strands of hair.

He shrugged “we never really had a house. Mummy and I were always hiding ...