I Cried When a Little Girl Begged Me for Money

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I stepped in front of my favorite egg vendor, the granny with her toothless grin. As I picked out a dozen or so fresh eggs, I felt a small tug on my shirt — it was a little girl with a basket in hand.

I ask her what she wants and she gestures, pointing at my wallet. I shake my head at her and turn away, avoiding eye contact. On the outside, I looked the usual, but on the inside, I was torn.

This Girl Made Me Angry

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What I did. 

I was angry. Pissed.

The girl had walked up to me without warning and grabbed the cardigan right out of my hand. “I wasn’t done with it,” she said, despite having already re-racked it before walking out the store.