6″You bring a bowl of your homemade chicken noodle soup for Tripp when you hear he’s sick. You take him the soup as soon as you get to the homeless shelter. Tripp smiles at you as you approach him. You didn’t have to make me soup. I will enjoy it though. Thank you very much. Tripp starts coughing a little bit. But he starts eating the soup.
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