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... nst his jacket, when something soft and small slammed into his leg.
He staggered half a step before looking down. Arlo. The boy’s tiny arms were wrapped tightly around his leg, clinging. His round eyes were wide and teary, his lips trembling.
"Arlo?" Micah bent down immediately, concerned. "Why are you here? Where is your nanny? Weren’t you with other kids?"
"I don’t want to play with them anymore," he muttered. "They said mean things about you."
Micah looked at A ...
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