Re: Outside the hospital.
After about an hour, Virgil's vigil paid off. The kid had obviously never been warned about starnger danger but looking at the kid's pock marked, gap-toothed and cross-eyed visage, he realised that he was more likely to be picked up by a pervert than this kid.
as the kid happily munched the apple, Virgil showed him a few of the sausages, he had the kid's attention an said, "Fetch me someone who speaks English",Virgil could ask for surrender, order beer, start a fight and try to get laid in Polish, that and how to ask for an interpreter had always seemed sufficient to him.
The kid nodded and after consuming the apple down to the core, dashed off.
Virgil hoped he hadn't wasted an apple.
About half an hour later, the homely kid brought another, less homely and slightly older kid back with him.
The older kid was derssed in cut down and patched combat trousers, a dirty grey hoody and a black watch cap. The kid had an intelligent, mobile face and bright blue eyes.
"Hi, you want someone to speak American with you?" he prodded a thumb into his own chest, "I am Tadeusz, Tad. I speak number one, one hundred per cent American."
Virgil smiled, "Where did you learn it Tad?"
"School first, in Warsaw. Then, when Army invaded, I was picked up by the wolves, Air Cav, number one!" the boy explained, "I looked after them but I got lost last year in a fight. Ended up here. What can I do you for?"
"First," Virgil said, "give these sausages to the kid and then sit and eat this bread, sausage and apple. I have an important job for you."
The boy looked up, "I don't do jiggy jiggy, but I can find you a nice girl, or boy..."
"No," Virgil replied, "nothing like that. I want you to find me milk, goat's if possible, about a liter and a baby's bottle. A kid has just been born, if his mom dies or can't give milk, it will need food soon. Can you do this?"
"You bet," Tad replied around a mouthful of food, "what will I use to trade?"
"Food, how much do you reckon it'll take?"
"For the milk? Say four kilos. The bottle, another two kilos, they aren't common but they go fairly cheap. Plus one kilo for me." the boy said.
Virgil looked at him, "OK, but you get your cut when you get back." he saw Tad nod, "do it well and you can stick around, we could use and interpreter. If you stick around you'll eat what we eat and sleep as safely as we sleep, understand?"
The boy saluted and said, "Roger that, wilco, asap."
He gathered up the food and headed off. Virgil watched him go wondering if that was the last he'd seen of the food. He heard the baby squall hungrily. He hoped not.