1947 - February

After school Henry walked down the sidewalk to Lilly and Daniel's house. It was cold out and there was ice on the sides of the road. Henry looked like an orphan. His hair was always dirty and greasy and he insisted on wearing clothes that were too small for him.

He never walked back from school with a friend or played with any other children anymore. He was a loner. Maybe he couldn't say it, but he didn't want anyone into his heart. So, he acted like an odd child and no one wanted anything to do with him. Some of the neighbors complained amongst themselves when he'd moved in with Lilly and Daniel. He had such a weird manner that they dreaded when he grew into a teenager. "What are we supposed to do?" Lilly would confide in them. The child has lost both his father and then his mother?

"You're a sissy!" One of the four boys behind him yelled. "Sissy!"

Henry backed away back like a chicken. He acted as if he didn't care. But, he was so alone. And had become such a misfit.