Those large two deep brown eyes stared right at him, right through him, asking desperately for help.

No one paid special attention to the tiny young woman as she quietly rolled the wheels of her wheelchair forward and entered the art gallery.

I close my eyes…not sure if I am awake or sleep! I find myself in the middle of an unknown desert.

Bob was how everyone called him.

The teenager got off his bike, locked the two wheels to a pole, picked up his backpack,