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Luan often wondered where her daughter was, she knew her brother in law was dead, but she never found her child again. It was a thought that ate her every day. She couldn’t stand to work at Mr. Warren’s house with his family, but she didn’t have any choice. Sure, he was creepy and tended to be sleazy, but at least he didn’t actually act, for now at least. She was like his favourite pet, and Luan hated it with her being, but she couldn’t do anything else. One day, she was asked personally to get some groceries, not the first time she did that surely, but while she was walking down the streets, she definitely didn’t notice a little girl with a red poncho, a very familiar little girl, but she wasn’t alone, she was with an adult man who was holding her hand.