DANIEL
I AM ON my way to the Philippines with Arturo. I call him Art and we grew up together although he is eight years older than I am. His uncle just took me under his wing when he came that night drenched in sweat. He was asking Papa for help and Art was almost in tears. I never had a family and I grew up in the orphanage but I escaped and lived on the street since, pickpocketing and stealing just about everything to survive at ten years old.
I made a mistake of stealing from Papa but instead of punishing me, he took me in, fed me and gave me a home. Later on he told me he lost his wife and son on a boat accident and has been on his own since then. That's when I learned the value of family -- blood related or not, if they are good natured they will help you. But someone naturally evi
