He was leaning against the door frame.He was leaning against the door frame. He was trembling and his face was wet with tears. "What's wrong Raf?" I asked as I went over to him and lovingly placed my arm around the boy's shoulders. "Does it hurt badly?" Rafael shook his head. "It hurts,... but it's okay." "Why are you crying for?" I asked gently. The boy looked down at his feet and sniffed loudly. "I,... can't help it. I want you,... right next to me. I'm afraid out there by mself." I nodded. I guessed that Rafael was finally coming out of the shock and reliving the horror of the last few days. "You want me to come in and sit with you." The boy reddened slightly with embarrassment. Then he nodded. "You think I'm a baby don't you?" he whispered. |