My flight got delayed, and I was whiling away time at the terminal when a lost-looking little boy walked past me. There were no parents nearby, and I decided to make sure that the little one knew where he was going. I approached him with a gentle smile and asked if he was okay.
He shook his head, tears filling his eyes.
“Shhh, no need to cry. We are going to find your parents. Do you have tickets with you or documents?”