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The crying stopped.
The sound clawed straight through me.
Then it started again.
I followed the sound to the last stall.
There was a newborn girl lying on the changing table.
She was wrapped in a thin yellow blanket, her face red from crying. A note had been pinned to the edge of the blanket.
My stomach dropped.
There was a newborn girl lying on the changing table.
Please take care of her. Her name is Hope.
« Oh… you poor thing, » I whispered.
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