A kid stumbled across a girl in a trash bin… When they figured out her identity, it was totally mind-blowing…

Then another. He began to think she was gone forever. Like everything good in his life.

But on the third evening, when he returned to his train car, the door was ajar.

Light spilled from inside. Footsteps. He entered slowly.

His heart raced. And there she was. Sitting in the arms of a woman in a white coat.

The doctor stood nearby. And a man in a dark suit with a silver cufflink. “Are you Ethan?” he asked.

The boy nodded. The man stepped closer. Stopped beside him.

“You saved my daughter. You didn’t even know who she was.” Ethan shrugged.

“She was crying. And she was cold.” The man looked him in the eyes.

“You’ll never be cold again. Ever.” Ethan didn’t grasp the words at first.

They were too quiet. Too impossible. The man extended his hand.

Not like an adult to a child. But as an equal. Human to human.

“Come with us. You won’t be alone anymore.” Ethan looked at the girl.

Her eyes were open. She recognized him. Reached out her arms.

He stepped closer. The woman in white gently handed her to him. She was dressed warmly now, wrapped up like a princess.

But when she nestled against him, the world faded away. He felt that warmth again. That living breath against his chest.

Like that first day. The man turned to the doctor. “He’s coming with us. Now.”

Ethan stepped out of the train car, the girl in his arms. The night was starry…