When she saw that he had been branded, like he was a young calf. The brand was that of the Corbello crime family, which was one the infamous members of the five families that rule the majority of the crime world. They were represented by the vulture, since they preyed upon the less fortunate. They were proud of that fact.

(The other four members were: De Caprio, represent by the owl, since they were hunters in the dark world. Chinnici, represented by the eagle, which they believe that they are best among the five families. Next, was the Mandala, who was represent by the hawk, since they have endless gaze upon the crime world. Lastly, was the Bonelli, which was represented by the ostrich, due to their destructive power.)

Momma spoke,”It is okay honey, I had dealt with the bad guy. I made him promise that he would not hurt us. Let me clean you again, so that you can try on these new clothes that I found for you.”

The brat spoke,”Why is that? I was told that you are supposed to wear the same clothes everyday.”

Momma spoke,”Not anymore you will do that.”

The boy was completely obvious to the complete dump of an existence that he had been living in. Momma wanted to cry, but she did not want to trouble the boy more than he already was. She knew that the boy feared the gun, due to seeing it’s awesome power up close and personal. The sad thing was

that he must had thought that all of this former life was completely normal. That was what upset Momma the most, as she had wished that she had been able to kill the abusers herself.

She thought,”I will have to take much care with this one, so that he could have the chance to live a normal life. People that go through abuse, become overshadowed by their past, their entire lives. A lot of people like him become abusers themselves, or even be an addict as well. He should be an inspiration to those around him that they can get through it as well. That is my hope and prayer for the boy without a name.”

All the clothes that Momma had picked had fit him and had some inches to spare. She let him picked out his favorite outfit to go along his new tennis shoes.

The brat spoke,”I want the one with the squirrel on it.”

She spoke,”You like the teenage mutant ninja squirrels?”

The lad shook his head in agreement.

The two walked out of the bathroom as the brat ran towards the food stand connected to the register counter.

He spoke,”I want some of that! Give me that! I want it.

She spoke,”You want some fried chicken?”

He spoke,”Ya, give me one of those huge buckets next to it!”

Momma did as she was asked and gave the boy a cherry slush to ride with. She paid for it all without incident and went on their merry way.

The brat asks,”Where are we going?”

Momma spoke with a smile,”We are going home.”

He spoke,”What is home like, because I never had one before.”

She spoke,”It is a place, where people you love are at.

The boy asked,”What’s love and how do you get it?”

She spoke,”It is when someone cares for you and help you without getting anything back in return. Plus you are loved by me. I am helping you to be with other kids like you. Don’t you want that?”

He shouted,”Yes, I do!”

Momma did all she could to fight back the tears her eyes was desiring to shed for her newly found son. She didn’t want to take the young boy out of his moment of bliss.

She spoke,”You get to play with toys and many brothers and sisters of all sorts of ages.”

The brat spoke,”I do not know how to do that.”

Momma spoke,”You soon will learn, so don’t worry.