The scrape on his leg had turned into an abscess. I had gone looking for this precious 14 year old at the end of the day after a long week but couldn’t find him. But as I headed home, my phone rang. “Hermana, I’m at the market and my leg is worse!” He told me. I found him a little bit later, feverish and in so much pain. One of his buddies came along to the hospital to keep him company. Little R was so brave as they drained the wound. “You were braver than all the older kids