That’s when I realized her eyes were watering. Having a sister teaches you a thing or two about these things, and I knew this girl was seconds away from crying. “Wait. Hey, wait!” I yelled, quickly walking after her before she could disappear. She glanced back at me over her shoulder without stopping. “What’s your name?” I yelled louder. She gave me a small smile, something between sad and horrified, just as I watched that first tear slide down. Then she was gone, disappearing into the crowd before I could reach her. Why I wanted to know her name, why my eyes looked for her every now and then
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