When my mother was 9 years old she was raped by a catholic priest. Her big brother, my Uncle Tony, walked in when it was happening and ran home and grabbed an ax and was going to go kill the priest. His father stopped him and told him "he's a man of god and to do him no harm". Uncle Tony told me he wishes to this day he had been bigger, he was only 11 years old, as he still wanted to kill the priest. It has haunted him his whole life. This is what I see in this picture, a haunted child who will never forget.

Not a solution.