Don't Go Near

While sitting alone on this sidewalk, I saw a well-built body father together with his little daughter whose happily holding his hand.

"Dada, this chocolate tastes good and I want more!" the little girl spoke, excited to have some more of it.

Her father slowly kneel, "Sweetie, too much is bad."

I was about to ignore them but then I froze when the sweet young girl turns to me.

"Sweetie! Don't go near, she's dirty—she's a prostitute!"

But the girl spoke, making me remember what day is today.

"But she's my mom..."