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100 1  Kim, J. H. 
245 10 Forgotten post|h[Hoopla electronic resource] /|cJ. H. Kim.
250    Unabridged. 
264  1 [United States] :|bFindaway Voices,|c2021. 
264  2 |bMade available through hoopla 
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511 1  Read by Tanzeela Bashir. 
520    Today she had an eight-hour shift, and peculiar customers 
       didn't help at all with improving her mood. On the whole, 
       however, she liked her job. She had the chance to get to 
       know different with people, listening to their stories. 
       That evening they hosted a birthday party for twin 
       brothers. The sight of them made her nostalgic without 
       knowing or wanting to find out why. They sat at one of her
       tables and when she brought them the cake they asked her 
       to join them to blow the candles. She would rather leave 
       but the compelling look of her boss, waiting for her to 
       accept their proposal prevented her from leaving. All this
       joy radiating from each of them suffocated her, but she 
       kept her smile on and waited until this was over. When at 
       last the clock showed eleven, she served the last coffee 
       and took off the ugly orange shirt that all employees had 
       to wear, and burst into the street with a single thought 
       on her mind: how warm and comfortable her bed would be. 
       Even though a rainy and tiresome day like that accounted 
       for such a thought, she knew that it was pathetic. She had
       to get a life, make friends, find interests. She didn't 
       bring an umbrella or a raincoat, so nothing stopped the 
       drops of rain to douse her clothes. But this was no reason
       for her to hurry. She enjoyed the rain. Okay, maybe wet 
       clothes sticking onto the skin wasn't the best thing but 
       the sense of rain caressing her face was worth the slight 
       discomfort. For a while, she splattered in a flooded 
       pothole on the tarmac wetting her socks and even made some
       twists around herself. Several faces turned to look at her
       but it wouldn't intimidate her. Yet, she got a grip of 
       herself and took the road to the bus stop. 
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700 1  Bashir, Tanzeela. 
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