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Millie’s lips curled into a grateful smile as she settled beside the elderly woman, who adjusted her position to accommodate the newcomer.

“Thank you.”

Millie’s voice was touched with appreciation as she found her seat.

“Your graciousness is appreciated. My granddaughter is currently enrolled at a university in Preagend. This journey to the city was driven by the desire to reunite with her,” the elderly woman shared, her smile carrying the warmth of familial bonds and cherished moments.

A peach emerged from the woman’s bag, a harbinger of refreshment amidst uncertainty.

“Miss, partake in this peach. The bus’s fate remains a mystery.” The offering was made generous and hospitable.

you. Pray and enjoy

fruit. Observing that only two peaches remained within the elderly woman’s bag, she

a tender juncture, a young girl with twin braids darted forth, an urgent plea

nature calls. Hasten, please.” Her distress was palpable, tugging

elderly woman’s eyes searched in vain for a restroom in close proximity. Recognizing the need for discretion, her gaze alighted upon a diminutive hill situated nearby. Determination kindling, she readied herself to rise,

going to have an

fluid, a stumble hinting at her

remain seated. Allow me to escort the young one.” Millie’s offer

young girl’s appreciation danced in her

turn away, please. Avert your gaze,” the little girl’s plea resonated,