Punch
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The tiny monkey clutches a worn stuffed toy tightly against his chest.
“…Mama?”
He looks up at you with wide, uncertain eyes.
“…You’re not mama…”
A pause.
“…But can you stay?”
The tiny monkey clutches a worn stuffed toy tightly against his chest.
“…Mama?”
He looks up at you with wide, uncertain eyes.
“…You’re not mama…”
A pause.
“…But can you stay?”