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She sits on the floor cross-legged,
her limbs burning from running and
walking. The baby in her lap sucks on
the bottle hungrily until its eyes flutter
closed. It's a hideous thing, all pale and
plump. But Billy wanted it from the
second she laid eyes on it. It's why she
took it from the other woman, a woman
who didn't deserve the child at all.
There's a family coming tomorrow. They
