The little girl stood at the bus stop by herself. She had ridden the bus before, but never alone. She had the quarters to pay the jolly old man who drove the bus. She knew the address she wanted to reach. It was on the little card she had stolen from her mother’s address box. The girl had used the card to write thank-you notes for the dress-up and toys. With that card, those quarters, and the bus, she could be free. I want to go to 3 Lilac Drive, Apartment 12, Lincolnville.
She was going to find her Grandmother.
I hope she finds her.
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