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Diamonds in the Dust

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by Kate Furnivall


  She eased the car forward.

  “Mummy, why are you crying?”

  “I’m not crying.”

  “Yes you are.”

  “No, sweetheart, it’s just that my eyes are watering because I broke my sunglasses.”

  “Will Daddy mind that you broke the car?”

  “Don’t worry, Teddy, it can be easily mended.”

  Unlike the dusty feet. Or the pair of bloodshot eyes.

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