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October 22, 20XX
Tuesday
I have a weakness for guys around kids.
A major weakness.
Today, he came up the stairs holding hands with a pair of mirroring images: one boy and one girl.
They were so tiny, but had on school backpacks so they had to be at least 5 years old.
They had to be his siblings, they all resembled each other.
Especially their smiles.
I hide my own behind my knitted scarf as I admire the twins.
Sucking on the lollipop, the little boy looks up and starts talking to him.
He bends down and listens to what the little angel has to say.
With a smile, he ruffles his hair.
The little girl wasn't too happy about that and took his hand to bring it up to her head.
He laughs and messes her hair too.
The train comes on time and whisks them away.
The whole rest of my day, I felt warm and fuzzy.
Guys who are good with kids are something special.
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5 Minutes a Day 》 KTH ✓ (Book One)
FanfictionI only see him 5 minutes a day-Total. He gets on & off at the train terminal across from me. I don't know where he's going, where he comes from, what he does, what he likes. I don't even know his name. But I find that day by day, I learn something...
