The boy was short, just a tad taller than the windowsill.
Dressed in a black, long, down coat, his noggin was covered with the hood of the coat, the Velcro flaps sticking together to cover his mouth.
The boy was snugly bundled up, and all Marguerite could see were his round eyes staring at her.
His gaze was filled with caution, yet it somehow tugged at her heartstrings.
Marguerite quickly got out of the car, and as the boy got a clear look at her face, he instinctively took a step back, seemingly frightened.
His terrified demeanor was as if she had harmed him in the past.
Marguerite was utterly confused, because she had never seen this boy before!
Marguerite hesitated before asking, "What's wrong?"
The boy's eyes were still filled with fear, his round eyes examining Marguerite closely, he was frozen for a while.
"Hey, kiddo?" Marguerite's tone was gentle. She found the little boy so adorable that she couldn't help but ruffle his hair.
The little guy withdrew his neck slightly, and his initial fear suddenly turned into delight.
It was as if a smile danced on his lips, his eyes crinkling into delightful little crescents.
He mustered the courage to tug at Marguerite's sleeve and then pointed under the car.
Marguerite tilted her head and asked, "Is there something under the car?"
The boy nodded.
The ground was covered in dirty snow, crushed by the tires. But Marguerite didn't mind the filth as she knelt to look under the car, spotting an orange ball.
Marguerite reached out and grabbed it, then handed it back to the little guy.
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