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She beams, and my heart melts. Kids are
cute as hell. I reach into my pocket for a
dollar and hand it to her.
"Thanks, mister." She says, running
off in the direction she came from.
I don't see her parents in sight, so I
call after her. "Hey kid, where’s your
parents?"
She points to a woman walking
toward her. She'd be hard to miss. Long
auburn hair tumbles down her back in
