05/08/2026
A woman's voice cut through the air, finding her son kneeling in the street, cradling a hungry child. "But Mom," he pleaded, "he's cold and hungry." Her eyes, initially stern, softened as they fell upon the dirty boy in her son's arms. Confusion morphed into shock, then a dawning recognition. Her hand flew to her mouth. "No..." she whispered. The hungry boy looked up, his voice trembling: "Mom?"