There was a long silence. Then Leo’s gruff voice: “What’s the angle?”
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“Leo? It’s Min. Don’t hang up.”
But Min just stood by the door, watching a young mother point to the knitted bootie and explain to her daughter what it meant to weave love into every loop. There was a long silence
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