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The boy and girl sit there with their mother. Tight against each other on the pale blue subway seats, the girl begins to complain. "Tell him to stop, Mama." Mama nudges the boy and tells him to not lean against his sister. His posture changes by half an inch, still pushing his sister into the railing of the seat. "Mama!" the girl cries. "Move!" exclaims Mama. The boy sits a little straighter, though honestly it did not help that much. The girl adjusts herself and gives her bottom a little wiggle to try to get more comfortable.
The girl stares ahead watching the tunnel fly by as the train speeds through. With a forlorn look on her face she leans her head to the right, supporting it with her hand while her arm rests of the railing. One might wonder what other troubles could she possibly have at 9 year old.
The boy leans forward, focusing on the game he is playing on his phone. Typical 10 year old boy enraptured with the graphic visuals that only a screen can provide. He has no interest listening to his sister. He feels like a lion, strong, proud, and independent. A lion does not need a house cat telling him how to act.
Mama checks the clock on her phone, estimating the time of their arrival. She inhales and lets a deep breath out. She tried so hard not to be late, but carting around two kids is not easy. One was missing a boot, the other would not get out of bed, and both refused to eat breakfast.
"Mama, I'm starving," said the girl.
"We're just about there," Mama replies.
"What stop are we getting off again?"
"How many more?"
The girl goes back to staring out the window and Mama checks her phone again. Before the girl knows it, the train approaches Graham Ave. Mama strands up and rushes the two kids of the train so they can finally get to their destination.
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