Shannon quite forget herself, openly staring at the boy. Shannon couldn't remember another child stopping by the convent in her short life. The men that came to the convent were there to see Mother Teresa, not little Shannon. But it wasn't because he was male or a child that she stared at the boy.
She tilted her head to the side.
Slowly she said, "You have eyes just like mine."
She tilted her head to the side.
Slowly she said, "You have eyes just like mine."