I Found Two Little Girls Hiding Inside My Empty Trash Can—Then One Whispered, “Please Don’t Send Us Back.”

my front door three times.

Lily whimpered from the kitchen.

I forced myself to breathe and opened the door only a few inches, keeping the chain latched.

The man stared at me.

“Morning,” he said.

“Morning.”

He looked past me.

“Have you seen two little girls?”

My heart pounded.

I gave him my most confused expression.

“Little girls?”

“Twins. Three years old.”

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