We were children, innocent and naive children. We believed in the fairy tales we read in the old books that were donated to the orphanage. At that time we were only seeking shelter in the most comforting place possible in our imagination. I knew none of those things existed, but I wanted to believe that they existed and with him-at least in that space of time we were together-it seemed possible, anything was possible if he were with me. In the end, we were like lost boys. No home and no famil