She lived across from her mother's apartment. Tonya saw her and halted, awkward. The look of worry in the woman's eyes stabbed at Claire. She'd seen this reaction before: she was a psycher, an officer, and a killer and Tonya was afraid. "Are you here for the fruit?" Claire asked, forcing a smile. "Yes. No. I was just looking." Claire took the satchel from the vendor's hand and pulled out a pear. "Would you like to try one?" Tonya looked at the pear. "I got carried away and bought a whole bag," Claire said. "She did," the vendor confirmed. Tonya swallowed. "I can't possibly eat it all by
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those poor people :(
