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Sven's Story: Part Three

I liked the feeling of helping him. It was nice to know that I could help someone that had escaped from the hell that I’d lived through growing up. So I decided that if I were to ever see anyone like that again, I’d help them out. And when I next saw a homeless kid I offered her to come on home with me. Maxine wanted to help out, because this kid had a broken arm. By then I’d already asked her to marry me about a hundred times and she’d refused every last time. But I still loved her, and I’m pretty sure she still loved me. So she helped me out, fixed the girl up for me. And guess what. When she got better she wouldn’t leave either. So then I knew that if I were to keep this up I would need more money. So I opened a business. I don’t do much, just sell a few things. But the two kids helped out a lot, and the business caught on. We were never rich, never will be, but I bought a house and a FA. And ever since then I pick up kids when I see them.

Now let me introduce you.

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