The Iron Angel

We thanked the woman and rushed him out the door.  I went back inside to thank the dark haired lady again for her kindness, but she had evidently stepped out for the moment and a long line of people glared at me as I edged toward her desk trying to find her.  So, I simply left, hoping that she realized how much her sensitivity to our situation had meant to us and how heartfelt my quick thank you's really were earlier on.

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