Old Henry turned and hugged Kate. “Thank you! And now it’s goodbye.”
“I’m going to miss you,” she squeezed.
“But now you’ll have your Henry back!” he smiled.
The middle-aged woman kissed his bald head. “I never had one. Never wanted one.”
He vanished confused.
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