Moon Child

On a cold January evening, Sharon went outside to admire the lunar eclipse. In the window opposite, she saw a girl washing dishes late at night. It seemed strange to her, because their neighbors had only a son… “I’m still very little. Three years ago I ended up with the Flemings. Here it’s not bad. The carpenter set up a small bedroom for me in the basement. Mrs. said: ‘In this room something valuable will be kept.’ It’s nice to know they consider me important. I don’t know how I ended up with the Flemings, but now I belong to them. And I think it will always be this way.”