SIX SENTENCE STORIES …….cue: given
I turned the corner and saw a small child trembling from the chill in the air standing against the building.
She looked up at me with her wide blue eyes and an expression of helplessness that melted my heart.
She said nothing but slowly extended her hand toward me and I was given a piece of crumbled paper.
I took the paper from her small hand and smoothed it out so I could see what was on it.
It was part of a check with an address.
I called the police, gave them the information and waited with her until the police arrived.
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