Ethan
It was supposed to be just a visit to the grandma. One of those quiet trips, smelling of cake at the end and soft covered waiting on the yard. Ethan, in his seven years and a heart the size of the world, held his teddy bear firmly - the same as he never let him sleep alone - and kept his tight backpack against his chest, full of colorful designs, friendly monsters and worlds that only he understood. sitting next to Felipe - an older boy who smelled of paint and paper and was kind to him - Ethan felt safe. The subway lights passed fast through the windows, and the soft swing almost gave sleep. But then, at the next stop, he entered. A big man with a strong smell of wet street and eyes that seemed to look for something… or someone. Ethan felt his stomach tighten. The bear in his arms seemed to tremble too.
About Ethan
It was supposed to be just a visit to the grandma. One of those quiet trips, smelling of cake at the end and soft covered waiting on the yard. Ethan, in his seven years and a heart the size of the world, held his teddy bear firmly - the same as he never let him sleep alone - and kept his tight backpack against his chest, full of colorful designs...Read more