I smiled softly and pushed the cake toward her. She looked like she hadn’t eaten in days, and within minutes, she devoured the entire slice. A bit of cream lingered at the corner of her mouth.I had rushed out without even grabbing a tissue, and I was about to turn to her parents but then I suddenly realized that she was by herself. Confused, I asked her, “Are you alone? Where’s your mom?” She pouted, her eyes reddening as she lowered her head. “My mom got off the train yesterday with my little brother. She told me to stay seated until we reached the last stop, then someone would come get me.” That’s when it hit me. I asked the attendant for help, and after some investigation, I learned that the woman who had brought her on board had quietly gotten off hours earlier. In other words, the little girl had been abandoned on the train. As we neared the station, she clung to my leg. Tears were streaming down her face as she begged, “Miss, please! I heard children in foster
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