taxiride

I meet this boy everyday. He's about 10. Or 12.
He's waiting at the signal. Waiting for cars to stop. So he can get to selling newspapers. Once, he asked if he could be dropped a little ahead. He gets more people to buy his newspapers there. And so he hopped into the front seat of the cab.
Routine it became. And in that 2 minute ride, we'd share toffees. Mints. Whatever I could fish out from my bag. Its been 4 days now. He's nowhere to be seen. I hope he's found a better place to sell newspapers. Just that.