Chapter 13

“Can you tell us your name?” said the elderly woman. I stubbornly held my tongue and didn’t reply. The woman turned to her female associate and sighed. “She’s been with us for a month but we’ve made no progress. She doesn’t eat much either. The counselor said that this child has been traumatized. I hope we can do something for her.” The associate arranged her reading glasses against her nose. “She was bloody and dying when we found her. I wonder what happened. No child should...