That was the first time she had…spoken to me, looked at me in the eyes, smiled, and spoken to me. She had asked how I was and I told her I was okay, recovering from the shock of the experience. She had never looked at me quite like that before, and I didn’t think she ever would, that it was in her nature to do that and seem so sincere. She moved along and spoke similarly to another one of us, and that didn’t surprise me as much because she had known him before. I watched her walk away, still wondering why she did that. Why she looked at me, smiled, and asked how I was.


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