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“Could you just ring up the baby food?” I asked the cashier softly. “Just the baby food, please.”
That’s when a deep, steady voice came from behind me.
I thought another person was going to humiliate me now.
My heart pounded against my chest as I turned toward the voice slowly, my eyes closed as I braced myself for more cruel words.
But the look on his face wasn’t what I expected at all.
The man standing behind me was maybe in his mid-thirties, wearing a long black coat over a dark suit.
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