Seven year old Anna held the three year old Justin closer, trying to keep both herself and him warm. Justin shivered, curling up closer to his sister. Tears formed in Anna's eyes as she closed them tightly. She knew both of them could easily die of the cold, and that was quite a scary thought. His small frail body shaking, Justin clung to his older sister.

A kind stranger just so happened to be passing by. Jose saw the two and frowned, kneeling down to them.

"Are you two lost?"

Justin shook his head. "We-we're not lost. We have no-no where to go."

Jose frowned. "You don't have a home?"

"No sir." Anna shook her head.

"How about let's change that," Jose smiled at them. "I'm Jose."

"I'm Justin! And this is my big sis Anna!"

Jose nodded, picking them up.

And that is how Anna and Jusin Travis found their home.