"Maddie closed her eyes as she pulled her locker open. The metal handle was cold, her hands still chilled after walking from the bus stop. Please, she thought. Just one."The classroom was empty. Maddie had caught the early bus to do a couple of things before school—and to perform this ritual. Just one, she repeated, as she opened her eyes..."
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A topical piece for Valentine's month - but it's not all hearts and flowers.
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