Hazel walked up to me, a sheepish look on her face. I smiled down at her. “Is there anything you need, young lady?”She opened her palm to reveal a piece of wrapped candy. It looked similar to the ones I’d stuffed into the piñata earlier. The kids had gone crazy cracking it open, poor thing was probably in shambles somewhere on the lawn.I furrowed my brows. “You want me to open that for you?”She shook her head, grinning. “I kept it for you. Take it.”I chuckled, taking the candy from her damp fingers and slipping it into my pocket. “Thank you, Hazel.”She nodded, clearly pleased with herself before she skipped off, probably to rejoin the other kids.I watched her go, then turned to head toward the front porch. Debbie was there with a little boy, busy giving him a face painting. “Um, what exactly are you painting?” I asked, settling down beside her.She grimaced. “Spider-Man. Isn’t it obvious?”I looked at the boy’s face. The paint was so smudged I couldn’t tell where the webbing sta
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