“Please paint this for me.” Marianne said with that smile. How can I say no to the woman who I looked up to as a mother for more than 20 years?

She sent me a thumbnail of this child bathing in a bucketful of water, her face lit up with joy. I searched for a higher resolution of the photo online and found out that it came from a Thai forum. It was a picture of a Hmong child.

Hmong  happy child

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