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under my arm.

Todd stopped when he saw me approaching. He was not wearing his cap, and his thin brown hair was damp with sweat from the afternoon heat.

“You dropped this behind the compost bin last week,” I said, holding out the blue cap.

He stared at the cap in my hand, his face turning a dull red. He did not reach out to take it.

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