The two boys burst into my room, with Jed Elijah Sean Tan leaning slightly into Dericke for support. Dericke Gwaine Tan burst into a convoluted tale, Jed burst into tears.
After many questions, I managed to piece the story together.
They were biking the 500 meters from Elleane Tan-Dicdican's house to my apartment. Two kids started to chase them.
My precautionary tales of kidnappers, syndicated children begging on the streets, organ harvesting, pedophiles & toxic poisoning resulting from ruptured colons set them on the defensive and they pedaled faster to get away.
Dericke evaded the hump after the curve of the road and called out a warning but Jed didn't hear. Of course, Jed howled like a banshee as I dressed his wounds.
I shushed him, hugged my boy closer and thought,"This hurt, at least, I can heal."
I sent a quick prayer (one of many others) for all the little boys and their mommies in the neighboring islands.
