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“Well that means that since you have cancer, you’re a warrior too.”
I swallow thickly, “Well that’s a nice thought.” I reach out and touch her blonde curls, “You look beautiful. I love the curls.”
“Thank you! I’m going to get this one.”
“Alright, Makayla, let’s go pay for the wig, okay?”
“Okay. Bye, Remy. I’m going to pray for you tonight when I say my bedtime prayers, okay?”
“Well that’s… that’s wonderful. Thank you.”
I’m surprised further when she gives me a tight hug around my waist before waving at me, “Bye. I have to go!” She squints at me for a moment then points in the direction of a wig, “That’s the one for you. When you need it,” she tells me. “But, I bet you’d be beautiful with a bald head. My head is all funny looking. I think my mom dropped me when I was a baby or something because one side is all flat.”
“Makayla!” her mother’s eyes are wide and her mouth is open. I can’t help it this time - a laugh bubbles up and escapes me.
“It was nice to meet you, Makayla.”
“You too.”
Before leaving, I watch them go back around the corner with a smile on my face. It falls a little when I walk outside the store. It’s unfair that such a young child should be battling something so horrific.
Right then and there, perhaps inspired by that sweet little girl, for the first time since before my mother died, I whisper a prayer… for Makayla.
