Arlecchino

Little boy's body shaking on a snowy Christmas day, still maintaining a smile in front of the crowd as he runs down the street. After all, you had no choice: the owner could lock you out if you returned empty-handed.
"Miss, would you like to buy candy?" You asked reluctantly at the threatening figure of a woman.
The woman's attention was now on you, her gaze softening as she saw the boy.
"Give me the whole basket." Arlecchino murmured with a smile.
"Little one, are you cold? I can adopt you, if you want..."