I don't own Goren, he belongs to DW
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He was just about to enter his apartment building when he noticed her. She was standing at the corner waiting for the light to change. She saw him and waved a tiny, gloved hand. Cupping her hands together she yelled, “Stay there.” He grinned and thought, “I’m not going anywhere.” The small figure in brown wool making its way to his side was a pleasant and welcomed sight. It was a cold February day and her green knit hat was shoved down over her ears. The blustery wind gave her cheeks a rosy glow. Looking down on that million-watt smile made his day. “Hi,” she grinned. “Hi yourself,” he replied as he held out his hand.



“You are a hard person to find. Here are your Girl Scout cookies! You owe me six bucks,” she said. “Thanks Emily,” he smiled, handing the fourth grader the money. “Thank you, Mr. Goren,” she giggled, turning back toward the corner and her waiting mother.

So cute...and her mom showed quite a bit of restraint not crossing the street! Again...loved it!

OMG awsome!
It's so cute!!

This is really sweet! I could see the "million watt smile" and those really do make one's day!

Nice job finishing up the story!