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KEVIN'S POV Before I headed straight to the orphanage, I first stopped by a toy store to buy toys for the kids. It's been so many days since I couldn't give them a toy. I was so occupied and drowned because of dealing with heartbreaks. I missed them. I seem to forget about them later. And today, I'll make up with them and, since I don't have any plans today, I'll spend my time playing with them. I'll just start applying for a job tomorrow. I parked my car in the parking lot when I got to the toy store. Then I walked inside the store. “Hey, Kev! How are you doing?” The store owner from the cashier area greeted me as soon as I entered the store. He's Francisco, a 55-year-old man. I've been buying toys at his store for a long time, so he already knows me. Actually, I am planning to apply