There was something about that little voice, that dirty face—and she was asking for ID. She was scared and sharp as a tack, and it left him feeling raw inside.
“I sure do.” He replied for a nod, reaching slowly into his back pocket. “I just need to get my wallet, okay? It’s right here...”
Tugging out his wallet, he pulled out his driver’s license and slid it towards her before drawing his hand away.
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There was something about that little voice, that dirty face—and she was asking for ID. She was scared and sharp as a tack, and it left him feeling raw inside.
“I sure do.” He replied for a nod, reaching slowly into his back pocket. “I just need to get my wallet, okay? It’s right here...”
Tugging out his wallet, he pulled out his driver’s license and slid it towards her before drawing his hand away.
“There you are. That’s me in the picture, see?”