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"How much is that?" George asks. We've gone back to his usual curb and he's got his arms wrapped around me as I count out the money.

"Sixty cents! That plus forty makes a full dollar!" I exclaim happily.

George grins, kissing my cheek. I blush. "How much more do you need?"

"Four dollars."

"You know, you never told me what you're needing this money for," he raises an eyebrow.

I giggle. "It's a surprise."

"Oh, is it?"

"Mhm. I should probably go though, before Mother finds me gone."

"Eleanor..." I get up to leave, but George grabs me by the arm and spins me around so I'm facing him again.

"What?"

"I don't want you going back to that woman."

I sigh. "I have to, George."

"But..."

"But what?"

George falls silent.

"George, please! Don't do this to me. But what?"

"I...I feel completely and utterly useless."

That's the first time I see George cry.




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