“IIIIIIIIIII’m Cecily Abrams,” she gazed into the sunshine, burning her eyes for an instant.

     “Well, Cecily Abrams, what are you doing out here all alone?”

     “I’m kkkkkkkinda on mmmmmmmy own.”

     “Are you homeless, nowhere to stay?  Hungry?”

     Cecily hesitated then spoke.

     “Ya, and ya.”

     “Will you let me help you?”

     “I suppose.  Wwwwwwwhere will you tttttttake mmmmmmme?”

     “To my group, my family.”

   &nbs...

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