Back home....

That feeling was wonderful,

Is it the feeling of being loved?

Is this what is called motherly love?

She almost drowned me with her love, raining kisses over my face and hands, I was dirty, but she didn't care,

I saw her swollen eyes, and wet cheeks it confirmed that she had been crying all this time,

It was amazing, I looked at Mike he moved his hand out of my grip and sat on the chair, but I saw her grabbing him and hugging him as well,

That man rushed to us as soon as he filled out some formality forms, and wrapped his arms all around us,

Mike shockingly looked at them, he never expected that love from them, nor did I,

How could they show such affection to a boy they just brought from an orphanage?

There could only be two possibilities, they are not humans, but angels or they are pretending,

They didn't look like pretending and they are humans of course but....!

"Thank you... thank you so much..., ma'am,"

said the man approaching the fat lady who brought us to the police statio

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