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Ticket….ticket

“Ticket….ticket….” said conductor.

“One ticket…” said a lady.

Conductor pointed to her boy and asked, “How old he is?”

“Hasn’t five years old yet” she confidently lied, holding her boy in lap.

As he listened what her mom had just said, his big cute eyes shifted from window to her, “But mommy, I am five years old now, remember last week we had celebrated my birthday. I am five years old now…” said in his ingenuous words.

Mom felt embarrassed. She forgot how to smile genuine.

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