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Kirk felt a small hand slip into his own. He looked down. Joanna McCoy was looking back at him, very seriously.
"I hate crowds, don't you?" she whispered.
Kirk grinned. After that, he felt much better. Kirk and Joanna walked hand-in-hand all the way out of the concourse.
"I hate crowds, don't you?" she whispered.
Kirk grinned. After that, he felt much better. Kirk and Joanna walked hand-in-hand all the way out of the concourse.
