why sheâd take on that thought, but she also considered that perhaps Kolbein had learned his lesson.
âThe problem is, she is quite young and unescorted and knows nothing of being on her own. Not like you boys. You know everything about life on the streets, and thatâs why weâve come to you. Iâm certain you can learn information by asking aroundand watching out for her. Kolbein . . . Mr. Booth will show you her picture, and that will get you started.â
Kolbein reached into his vest pocket and produced a small photograph. Each of the boys took a moment to study the picture before returning their eyes to Abrianna.
âSure, we can keep a look out for her. What should we do if we find her?â Toby crossed his arms over his scrawny chest.
âFollow her and learn where sheâs living,â Kolbein said before Abrianna could reply. âDonât give yourself away, or she might seek to flee once again.â
âWe can do that,â Toby said, answering again for the group.
âThank you, boys. I knew I could count on you.â Abrianna held up a basket. âI have some treats here you might enjoy. The cookies and cakes were left over from Saturdayâs reception. And Liang thought to put in some roast beef and bread for sandwiches.â
The boys were used to this routine on Mondays and eagerly dug into the basket to retrieve all that Abrianna had brought. Meanwhile, she turned to Kolbein. âDo you have any walking money?â
He looked at her oddly. âOf course.â
âMight you spare two dollars?â
He raised a brow but otherwise only nodded and reached into his pocket. Within a moment he had produced the sum and handed it to Abrianna. She in turn handed it to Toby. âMake certain you use this wisely. I would suggest you each get a new pair of shoes at the secondhand store. You look to be all but barefooted.â
Toby laughed. âWell, summer is cominâ, and we wonât need shoes.â
âItâs not coming soon enough.â Abrianna glanced overheadat the cloudy sky. âYou will find yourself down sick, what with the rain and the chill. Spring is always a dangerous time. Please just do as I ask.â
Toby sobered and nodded. âWe will, Miss Abrianna. I promise.â The other boys nodded in unison.
She smiled and touched each boyâs cheek. There was no telling the last time theyâd had a human touch of kindness. If she wagered, Abrianna would bet it to be the last time sheâd met up with the boys. âIâll see you soon.â She turned to go but whirled back around.
âBy the way, are you continuing to pray each day?â
âYes, maâam,â the boys replied.
âAnd weâre readinâ the Bible you gave us,â Toby added. âIâm trying to teach them to read, just like my granny did for me.â
Abrianna couldnât contain her pleasure at this news. âYou are all wonderful. Keep working hard. I will bring you some pencils and butcher paper when I can. Then you can practice writing what you read. Youâll be amazed how wonderful it is to read and write. It will open the world wide to you. If you prove yourself capable with numbers and words, you may very well be able to get a better class of job.â
With that, she moved away and Kolbein kept easy step with her. Abrianna considered the boysâ plights and wondered what more she could do. Surely there might be someone who could help the boys without forcing them to go back to the orphanage.
âYouâre truly a remarkable woman, Abrianna,â Kolbein murmured.
She shook her head. âNonsense. Iâm just being mindful of those who are poor and sick, just as the Bible encourages us to do.â
âAnd do you offer such encouragements to others on the street?â
âOf course.â Abrianna giggled. âAunt Miriam cannot understand why I am always losing my Bible,