On a frigid evening, elderly Lili encounters a shivering boy named Harry. Desperate and alone, Harry pleads for shelter, and Lili’s compassionate heart cannot refuse. As Harry reveals the horrific conditions of his foster home, Lili takes a brave stand, igniting a journey of rescue and hope.

Lili, an elderly woman with silver hair and kind eyes, walked home late in the evening. The cold night air made her shiver. As she turned the corner, she saw a small figure huddled against a lamppost. It was a young boy, no older than ten, with a thin jacket that did little to protect him from the biting cold.

“Can I come home with you? I have nowhere else to go, and it’s so cold,” Harry said, his voice trembling.

“Of course, dear,” Lili said gently. “Let’s get you out of this cold.”

She led Harry to her small, cozy home, where the warmth inside was a stark contrast to the freezing night outside. Lili guided Harry to a chair by the fireplace, quickly preparing some cookies and a hot beverage.

As they sat by the fire, Harry opened up. “I live in a foster home. There are too many of us in a small room.” His voice quivered.

When the police arrived, Harry clung to Lili’s hand, not wanting to leave. “Harry, you need to go with them now,” she said gently. “But don’t worry. I’ll visit you tomorrow with more cookies. Everything is going to be alright.”

Lili watched from her doorway, hoping Harry and his friends would find the help they needed.