Osman Effendi, the orphanage caretaker, had a mystery to solve. The rations were short and it a young thief had struck again: same place, same item, same time.
It was an unusual occurrence. Suspecting that it was just a young boy acting out, he gets the management’s approval to hunt down the culprit.
The case of that one loaf of missing bread needed to be cracked. What he found, however, that one of the boys was missing even more than that.
It was a stand-in for a memory he had, a comfort he couldn’t find in this cold, uncertain institution where he now lived his days.
Something else was missing from this picture. It was an irreplaceable love, found for temporary comfort, in most unlikely of places.