Mud Pawn

"What are you doing?" "Make a clay figurine." "Is it fun?" "Yeah! Look, this is a dog, this is me, this is you..." Time passed. I don't know how many years later, the young man picked up a pen and wrote this in pencil on the page: "To this day, I remember the look in his eyes when he saw me playing in the mud. It was the same as the look in his eyes when he saw me leaving... Pitiful and speechless."