2 - odds against you?
The kid didn't cry. I killed her old man and she just stood there looking at me.
"What's your name?"
"Dean Winchester."
"Thanks, Dean."
I let her go.
I felt pretty good. Wandered around the station, wondered about the trains, the people and places.
I got the first call two days later.
Crazy mom. Slipped poison in her daughters' food, made 'em sick just to get attention.
Since then I've been busy. Real busy.
Word spreads fast. If you're a kid, and you got a problem? Look in a mirror. Say "Dean Winchester" three times.
Problem solved.
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