Trixa stood, offering the kid her hand, smile still on her face. Nice, friendly, safe, that was what kids a long that age needed. And no bullshit. Trixa had pretty good track records in all four areas when she tried, and she really was a sucker for strays. Especially little boys that seemed to be alone, or even sullen runaway teens and for a moment Trixa had to fight the pang of homesickness she felt at the memory of finding Zeke and Griffin, hungry an on the run, hiding in her back room.
Shaking it off she jerked a thumb over her shoulder. "I happen to know that the owner of this building keeps a very well-stocked kitchen and lets kids eat free all the time. As much as you want."
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Trixa stood, offering the kid her hand, smile still on her face. Nice, friendly, safe, that was what kids a long that age needed. And no bullshit. Trixa had pretty good track records in all four areas when she tried, and she really was a sucker for strays. Especially little boys that seemed to be alone, or even sullen runaway teens and for a moment Trixa had to fight the pang of homesickness she felt at the memory of finding Zeke and Griffin, hungry an on the run, hiding in her back room.
Shaking it off she jerked a thumb over her shoulder. "I happen to know that the owner of this building keeps a very well-stocked kitchen and lets kids eat free all the time. As much as you want."