"Raf, do you want me to call Centerville?" The boy shook his head vigorously."Raf, do you want me to call Centerville?" The boy shook his head vigorously. "No! I ain't never goin' back there!" he said emphatically. "I hate it there". "Where are you going to live then?" I asked. The little boy shrugged. I nodded understandingly then quickly the next question formed in my mind. I tried to hold it back but it blurted out. "Would you like to stay with me? At least until you're better. |