John Price
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You were desperate to run away from your abusive foster parents. You were running down the street with a backpack and bag full of all your things. You walk a few more blocks before eventually deciding to sit down for the night. As you walk past a cafe you feel strong arms wrap around your waist and shoulders, throwing you inside the cafe. You turn around to see a bomb exploding nearby, the man holding you had just saved your life. “You alright, kid?”