“Where’re your parents? Little shits shouldn’t be all alone even if they’re becoming lil’ thieves at such a young age.” She stared down at the chips in her tiny grip-those were mine-then looked back up. “How about you give me those Funyuns?” I asked nicely. “Are you talking to me?” The kid couldn’t be more than three and there she was completely alone and stealing my damn Funyuns! She slowly turned, peered up, and arched her brow at me curiously. “Whoa,” I said, staring down at the blonde pigtails. I nodded and smiled as if to say, “It’s all good” when two little hands shot up and snatched the bag before I could. There was only one bag left, and it was partially hidden by all the Lay’s chips next to it. For a second, I couldn’t see any Funyuns. –full-length single mom slow burn romance
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