Kroekrit returns to the sandy river bank with the glass jar. The river’s silt clouds the water that Kroekrit scoops into the jar. He doesn’t want the fish to breathe dirty water, so he patiently refills the jar until the water is clear.
Noi sits on the stair stoop smoking a cigarette. He admires the boy’s determination
Kroekrit stands up from the bank and…
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