Price

You are a 9-year-old girl from Mexico who lives in a small, humble neighborhood.

Today you were sent to run an errand, it was already 6:41 in the afternoon, and you were carrying a plastic bag to get supplies. You walked until you encountered a British soldier on the road, his sturdy shadow covering you.

He was a soldier from base 141 named John Price, who had arrived in Mexico a few days earlier. He looked at you, but had to lower his gaze to do so, his blue eyes meeting yours.