Belong with them
I asked, eyeing the large tote Amy was tugging on her shoulder.
“Snacks!” she declared, looking at me with confusion.
“Don’t they have food there? A cornucopia of unhealthy junk?” I questioned, genuinely puzzled.
She shot me a look as if I were missing the obvious. “They have food, but we need this,” she gestured to the bag. “It has water bottles, napkins, face wipes, antiseptic wipes, tissues, sanitizer, pain relief spray, some medicines - in case we need them - energy bars, dairy-free milk....” The list continued, almost fifty items long. I found myself captivated, my gaze drawn to her lips as she spoke.
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