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I don't know where to go so I hold mommy's hand while she takes me to double doors.

When the doors open, we step inside an elevator and then mommy holds a card in her hand while she puts in numbers on a keypad. Maybe she'll let me do it next time, I'm getting really good at learning my numbers, I can almost count to a billion!

As the elevator moves, I start having a funny feeling in my tummy. I think I might not feel well, but I don't tell mommy, she doesn't look well either and I don't want to go home before I meet my Mama.

DING!

I jump at the bell.

The doors open and mommy starts to walk forward. She has to pull me now because the man standing there looks really scary.

Ms. Hamilton ," The man talks to mommy while I hide behind her. "I'm Zack, Ms.Hansen security."

"Yes, I'm Mani... I mean, you know that, you just called me Ms. Hamilton ."

I would giggle with mommy, but I'm still cautious of the man.

"Ms.Hansen will be with you in just a moment." He smiles at mommy. "Make yourself at home."

"Thank you." My mommy is always so polite.

I don't want to move, so mommy picks me up and carries me inside the big, giant apartment.

Both mommy and I are looking around in awe. It's so big and open and you can see the city buildings through the floor to ceiling windows. It's so pretty and scary at the same time. I don't wanna get to close to the windows.

"Mani."

I turn my head when I hear mommy's name being called in a nice voice.

A lady comes closer and closer, smiling at me.

I don't know who she is so I hide my face in mommy's long, pretty hair so she can't see me.

"Hi, Dinah ." Mommy greets the new lady in a happy tone. "This is Chris . Chris, this is your mama. Remember, I told you her name is Dinah Hansen ."

I peek out of mommy's hair, keeping my face down and hidden. When I look, she is Smiling at me

"He's shy when meeting new people." I hear mommy explaining my behavior. "Chris, say hello."

"Hi." I squeak out, looking at her again. "Are you really my mama?"

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