I waited a few minutes, preparing what I was going to say to the boy.
When he came out, I said "Hey, hi there".
The boy stopped. "Hi" he said looking bewildered. It probably wasn't often strangers stopped and talked with him.
"I was just wondering... I saw you kicking that can before. I'm on the road and are really bored, and I love football, so I wondered if you wanted to play with me a bit, if you're not busy?
The boy looked suspiciously at me. "Where?" he inquired.
"No idea" I replied. "I figured you probably know the best place, but we can just play a bit here on the big lot over there, if you want?"
He thought about it for a while. Probably torn between wanting to play and no wanting to "go with a stranger".
I presented myself. "By the way, my name is Cup" I gave him my hand.
He shook it lightly. His hand was soft and warm. "My name it Ras" he replied and continued
"Ok, we can play here a bit, but I only have a can to kick".
"I got a ball in my car. I'll go get it."