Myra wishes for a roof over her head and a family that will love and cherish her. After being abandoned by her birth parents, she is left wandering the streets searching for scraps and shelter.
He opened the door ignoring her further protesting.
He steps out on the porch and, as the night air blows, takes a deep breath. He stepped down and his mom followed him out.
"Trevor." She hugged herself in the cold night.
"Mom. I need to... I have to see her." He makes his way to the car.
"She's gone, Trevor. She's not coming back."