The dying woman dragged herself through the streets of Manhattan. Though she was fighting for consciousness, she took each step with a single purpose.
Find Someone
Find Someone
AnyoneThe day before her purpose had been the same, and the day before that, the same. She grew more desperate as her health worsened and her time drew short.
Her last task still unfulfilled, her heartbeat in the rhythm of the words she was
Too ill to speak.
Find someone
Find someone
Anyone
She knew she didn't even have a full day left.
A few hours was all she had left to finish her job. Panic clutched at her heart as she concentrated all her energy on moving.
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Find someone
Anyone
What if she failed? If her task was not finished? What then?
The thought frightened her enough to motivate her to take another step.
Find someone
Find someone
Anyone
As she half crawled through the streets, she watched, waiting for someone
All she saw was cruelty, anger, bitterness; they looked at her with disgust, none with love, compassion, or even pity.
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Find someone
Anyone
Who cares?
After wandering for hours, she could find no strength left. She looked across the street, and finally saw someone.
A tall boy with a cowboy hat had his arm around a smaller boy. The younger boy was crying. The boy with the cowboy had been speaking to him, and gradually the crying stopped.
As hard as she tried, the woman couldn't pick up more than a few words of their conversation. The cowboy hat kid mentioned something about other boys, food and Kloppman, Whatever a Kloppman was.
The woman smiled, picked up her bundle, and crawled across the street into the building the boys had entered. The woman saw a sign above the doorway and attempted to read it, but her eyes could not focus on the words.
With a last wave of strength, the woman climbed the steps and collapsed into the arms of the boy in the cowboy hat, who had been standing near the door.
She shoved her bundle into the arms of a blond boy who stood nearby.
Several boys and the old man who was inside, laid her down on the nearby sofa and attempted to get her to breathe.
Her last thoughts before dying were of joy and relief. She had finished her task
Found Someone
Found Someone
Someone who cares
With a smile on her face, the woman passed away.
From the bundle the blond boy held, came a small sound. The boy quickly opened the bundle of blankets, to reveal a small face.
The small boy, no longer crying, Exclaimed to the group,
Look! A Baby!
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