Fox On Parchment
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Teja holds on to my sleeve like it's the last time that she ever will.
"hurry it! i don't.. to.. miss it!" Teja insists.
you won't miss it, i assure her.
"speak english!" Teja waves her finger in the air like i am a naughty student and she is my teacher.
Finally the pebbles shake and i have to drag Teja away from near the tracks.
"You will get run over," i tell her, but Teja will never listen.
i watch Teja, always giddy with anticipation like she is. the hum of the tracks grows until we hear the whistle and Teja sits down in the tall grass.
Mites, i say.
Train, she responds.
I make sure the train is long gone, even all the way through the tunnel, before i take Teja's hand and walk with her all the way home.
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