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“You, little girl… what is your name?”

“Esperanza.”

” What are you doing here alone? Where is your mommy?”

She pointed up at the sky. 

“And where is daddy?”

“He has gone to buy me ice-cream. He asked me to stay.”

“When did he go?”

“Feels like hours. But he will come. I will wait.”

20 years later.

“Hi there. I’m James.”

“Hi. I’m Esperanza.”

“I see you here in the park, on the same bench everyday. You sit here for hours. Why is that? ”

“I’m waiting.”

“For?”

“A miracle.”

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