“I WISH I COULD PLAY with you!” Maxzyne breathes to the colorful poodle mannequin on the other side of the glass. The puff of warm air leaves a tiny burst of fog on the window of the old department store. She admires the large Easter egg the dog holds between two paws. “I’d sure have fun in a place that believes in polka-dot poodles. I wish you were real.” She quickly traces a heart on the glass before the fog disappears.
“Maxzyne! Did you hear me?”
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