Aug 17, 2015
reirato
What a strange man, Gittel thought, as she hid underneath her umbrella. The rain was pouring rather steady now and the child wish she could just run in it and splash in the puddles. But, that would only give her a cold.
This man however was just walking around without any protection and Gittel felt somewhat bad for him. Walking towards him she swallowed her fear and spoke in a soft tone,
"Do you want to share my um-umbrella?"
Her hands shook as she spoke, causing the umbrella to shake as well. This would be one of the first times she's openly sought to help a stranger after what happened last year.