A man approaches
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Just as Megan started folding clothes into a box in defeat, a figure stepped into view. A man, rugged and serious-looking, maybe late thirties, with a sharp gaze that moved slowly over her booth. Megan straightened instinctively. He wasn’t glancing at the toys or clothes. His eyes were locked on the stroller, studying it with unexpected intensity.
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