
My name is Xiaobai. When I was just a month old, I was alone—cold, frightened, …
My name is Xiaobai. When I was just a month old, I was alone—cold, frightened, and hiding beneath a parked car. Fleas covered my tiny body. I didn’t know what love felt like yet. But fate stepped in. A woman walking by noticed me. She gently offered me a piece of her warm snack—mustard greens […]