Sickness/ Death

sitting in a seat while I look in on someone hugging their mother, or it could be a stranger how could I tell? the little girl looked at me eyes red tears flowing the person looked over to me and knelt to talk to the little girl, she then turned her around and walked her out into the waiting room towards me, I look around confused, I didn't notice the woman had tear stains exposing the makeup she used to try and hide her grief, her face was asking for me to look after the little girl, "please?" she looks down at the little girl, she might not even be 6 and dealing with something like this could be difficult, I get my phone out "what would like me to do?" she points to the door, "take her outside she needs to be away from all this... please" I nod looking at the little girl watching our conversation.

I clear my throat "hey, want to go outside for a walk?" she nods looking at her feet sniffing I hold my hand out for her to take, she takes it and we go to the exit, I glance back at the woman who immediately broke down.

Having to look strong for someone who can't be for themselves takes a toll and they cant keep it up, the least I can do is help those who need a distraction.