The words have her flinching, her head dipping down low. What should she do? She was trying her best, and yet...
The children up ahead shift, laughing and giggling to themselves. Their backs are turned to her completely; purposely. She is not welcome. She never was.
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The words have her flinching, her head dipping down low. What should she do? She was trying her best, and yet...
The children up ahead shift, laughing and giggling to themselves. Their backs are turned to her completely; purposely. She is not welcome. She never was.
And no matter what, she never would be.]