Lynn woke up from her seat, looking around for familiar faces, as the crowd walked out of church. Everyone headed for the food stalls right outside, where homemade lemon tarts and brownies waited for the mob. Being quite shy, Lynn waited for somebody, anybody to come up and talk to her. She fiddled around with her mobile phone, looking through the phonebook, reading old messages in her inbox. Every now and then, she looked up. She waved at a few folks, who smiled at her as they left the building. Time to leave, she thought, as she munched away at her brownie. Suddenly she felt small hands clinging to her waist. Looking down, she saw a little girl, with bright eyes and an infectious smile. Quite alarmed, Lynn looked around to see who this kid's parents were. When she couldn't find them, she looked back at the girl, who was still holding on to her.
"Hi!" said Lynn.
"What's your name?" asked Lynn, smiling, as she pointed at the little girl's nose.
"Mira!" came the loud reply, as if the girl had just realised that her name was indeed a nice one.
"Mira! so where's mummy and daddy?"
"No mummy, no daddy" said Mira, still smiling away.
"Oh..." Lynn was now uncomfortable, not knowing what to say next.
As if she read her mind, Mira went on.
"I live at orphanage!!" she shrieked, and nodded, to say it was a lovely place.
They met again the next sunday.
"Auntie!!!" Mira screamed as she ran towards Lynn and hugged her tight. Lynn melted instantly and hugged her back.
"I have to go! bye!" Mira ran, holding her friend's hands.
One sunday, Lynn was greeted with a familiar hug, this time along with a question.
"Why you not come last week??"
Lynn smiled, very surprised that little Mira had sensed her absence.
These days, Lynn walks out of church, and looks for a pair of bright eyes. And smiles as soon as the spots them. Sometimes she's the one asking for a hug from the little one, when Mira forgets to promptly deliver them.