Luke’s P.O.V “Just chatting amongst myself,” I replied. “You’re weird,” He commented with his face skewered at his opinion of me, I Shrugged ignoring him. “Hey, mister wanna buy a newspaper?” He asked as he held it toward me. “No, thanks,” I said starting to walk away. “Awe come on, I need to make money for some food for my sisters.” the small boy said in despair. I stopped in my tracks as I had a sudden memory about how awful it was being back on those streets of mudhaven panning and pickpocketing for hours just to get enough money for a slice of bread. I took a breath as I effortlessly put my hands in my pockets looking for a change, knowing I had none, and instead of an empty pocket, I found coins in place. I was shocked, where did all this money come from? I gave him five dollars, and he passed me a newspaper and went in his change hat, and started picking up change. “Keep the change kid,” I said walking away. “A-are you sure?” He called after me. “You need
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