Twenty nine / The lonely boy

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"Where ya going?" I shouted at her, following her.

She didn't reply but kept walking.

I signed and followed her.

She had entered a grocery shop.

I thought she wanted to buy something but instead she entered a room for workers there only.

Wait? Is she working again?

Not too long, she got out, wearing a red tee with the grocery's shop logan on it. She then opened the counter and customers went up to purchase their items.

I pursed my lips and searched for a seat but only ended up finding a tiny kiddy chair.

Oh fuck this.

I lifted it and placed it in an area where I could looked at her face. I sat on it. She looked at me and raised her eyebrows in a what-the-hell face.

I blamed it on my lack of sleep.

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