Low-rise District
The boy raced along the uneven road, facing the rising sun, when suddenly with a 'thump' he tripped over a stone and fell to the ground.
"Be careful, Jerin."
A light chuckle came from above.
The boy lifted his head and looked forward to see a youth with dark skin and short hair, dressed simply, standing to one side, offering a hand to him.
"Thanks," said the boy as he took the offered hand and clumsily got to his feet, letting out a silly chuckle, "I was running too fast."
"Got some good news?"
The youth watched the smile on his face and asked with a smile.
"Yeah, Mr. Lin En helped me find a doctor who's willing to do the surgery for my mom at a very low price,"
the boy said with a hint of excitement in his voice, "I have to take my mom to Saint Ilan now."
"Need any help?"
The youth offered with a smile, "I just happen to have a car."
"No need, no need, don't want to hold up Brother Wills' business,"