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... mall smile. This girl has never had to work with her hands in her entire life, and I can tell that from watching her.
But she’s trying. That’s what gets me. She’s holding the sandpaper awkwardly, her movements slow and careful, like she’s afraid she’ll ruin the crib if she presses too hard.
I lean against the workbench, arms crossed, watching her struggle for a moment longer before finally stepping in. "Here," I say, reaching for her hand. "You’ve gotta hold it like this."
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