To my absolute intrigue, she appeared a few minutes late for class, again choosing to keep the yellow hat on her head.
Was it warmth? A sense of security? Some people have teddy bears, and baby blankets, and trinkets, and comfort food, but this girl had her yellow hat, I reasoned. However, in a eureka moment I found that conclusion to be unfulfilled.
I realized it wasn’t the hat itself that lead me to unswervingly sense her arrival - although quiet and unspectacular to the unexamined eye - but the thick ora that hovered around her.
This poor girl was unbelievably sad.
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