The Eyes

It was late in the afternoon in a safe house (The Jesus House) when I caught this little girl sitting at a table with some very sad eyes. I walked over and tried to communicate with her, but received little or no response. She didn’t want to play a game or sing a song or even laugh. I asked the director about her and was told that it would soon be time to leave as the gates to the house would have to be closed for the evening and the children would have to go “home”.