Page 3 of Her Steadfast Hero

“Here.” The kid thrust out a hot can of orange soda. Even though it was liquid, he still gagged as he popped the top and the pungent scent of carbonated orange chemicals assaulted his nostrils. The kid’s eyes were avid.

“Do you want some?”

“Carmen said it’s for you. She said you should go to the hotel and sleep. I’m supposed to make you.” It was clear the thought of him telling the large man to do anything was preposterous.

David thrust the open can at the kid.

“Really, mister?”

“Really. Help yourself.” The kid sucked down half the can in one long gulp. When he tried to hand it back, David waved his hand. “Finish it. I like grape soda.” The kid nodded and grinned. When he was done, he fished around in the same brown bag that had housed the soda. He pulled out one half eaten candy bar and two unopened nutrition bars.

“Here.”

“Thanks, kid.” David took the wadded up treats and put them in his pocket. “How is Carmen?”

“Grandma Carmen told us how you saved her. She’s supposed to be resting at Mama’s house, but she went to work instead.”

“Where?” Hell, the police station was in shambles. Where could the old lady be working?

“City Hall.” Suddenly David heard a man swear behind him. Turning, he saw three men grabbing a pillar that was too heavy for them.

“Gotta go, kid.” He ran towards the men.