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“ Of COURSE! ”

He HAPPILY wraps his arms around her and lifts her up, giving her a gleeful spin-around before stopping to tap her nose, unable to stop grinning.

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Audrey frowned a little when the girl asked for money. It wasn’t because she didn’t want to give her any. She just didn’t have cash or change on her. “I’m sorry dear. I don’t have paper money on me. Are you lost and trying to get home?” She asked, wanting to be as helpful as she could.

harsh words cease from her lips. guilt twines around aching heart, threatening grip that steals the air from her lungs. those tears dripping from the child's eyes being far from resolution intended. heavy breath flees dry lips. head shakes waving golden curls around her crown. soft shush rolls off of her tongue. open arms offering comfort to sobbing child. it was her fault. her own troubled life extending its grip to the weight of her words. ❝it's all right, now. I didn't mean to make you cry.❞ - dainty digits reach for flushed cheeks. trails of tears vanishing beneath motherly touch. ❝i do believe you. but since you claim having no part on that poor child's black eye, would care telling me what happened exactly?❞

“You look like a character on TV,” Marine chirped as she curiously floated around the other girl to get a better look at her. “Halloween isn’t for another five months, y’know.”