C58 FIFTY EIGHT

"Daddy, daddy, see! I caught it! I caught it!"

Five years old Riaz beamed as he ran to his father with a butterfly in his hands.

"Goodness, Riaz, where have you been? I've been looking for you." Atlas said in frustration as he picked up Riaz.

"I followed this pretty butterfly. Isn't it pretty, daddy?"

Atlas shook his head. Riaz is fond of wandering around and making him worry