The woman stopped only inches away from the boys.
Tears filled her eyes.
The starving boy looked up at her nervously.
Then she saw it.
A small birthmark near his neck.
Her entire body shook.
“No…” she said again, barely breathing.
Slowly she knelt in the snow.
Years ago, during a terrible train station accident, she had lost her son in the chaos. Police searched for months, but they never found him.
They told her he was gone.
They told her to move on.
But mothers never forget.
With trembling fingers she reached into her wallet and pulled out an old photograph.
Leo looked at it first.
Then his eyes widened.
The picture showed the woman…
holding a little boy.
The same eyes.
The same face.
The starving boy stared at the photo, then back at her.
His lips parted.
“M… Mom?”
