Another Child Sam stared straight ahead, ignoring her supposed 'family.' Her real family was gone her mother and now her brother, Josh... The wind blew hail and ice into Sam's face. It stung her eyes yet she stared at the coffin without blinking. Her heart froze as a soft voice whispered her ear, "The clouds open up and weep crystal tears, It stings the patient ground, As the ground welcomes another child..." Josh's voice faded. Sam remembered the last night she was with Josh. They were in the kitchen of their small one bedroom apartment. Josh was reading poems from their mother's favorite book. Sam was preparing hot tea for both of them. Josh claimed to have found a new poem in the book and was reading it to a skeptical Sam. "...Tears fall from a single onlooker's eyes, Others hide from the tears and angry wind, As they part with another child..." There was more to it but Sam could not remember the last verse. Reality pulled her back as, suddenly, the coffin was lowered into the grave, signaling the end of the service. Sam left her overly proper relatives, after assuring them of her wellbeing. She took the subway home, relieved to be nameless and free of oppressive sympathy. Outside the apartment building, Mr. Jackson met Sam. "Sam, how are you holding up?" "Not so great Pete, could I give you the rent tomorrow? I haven't cashed my check." "Of course, you've always been real good at paying on time. You shouldn't be alone tonight, you sure there's no family or friend you can stay with?" "Yeah, but I'll be fine. Bye, Pete." Sam walked up the stairs to the second floor. After she got the door unlocked, Sam bit her tongue to keep from fussing at josh for not chaining the door. Sam locked and chained the door. She removed her wet coat and sat at the table. Dinner would be almost ready most days; it had been a long time since Sam had started dinner. She had not eaten dinner or much of anything else, since Josh had gone missing.