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He carried Emily over to her bed and as he was putting her in it she woke up and put her arms around his neck. “Goodnight, Sam,” she said. Sam, almost choked on his words as he hugged her back. “Goodnight, Emily.” As Sam headed out the door into the hallway Mary said, “Thank you, Sam. And goodnight.” Sam just smiled and nodded. He didn’t trust his feelings enough to say anything. He went outside and walked a little way, then stopped and looked back at the apartment. He could see the small window to their apartment and see the soft glow of the dim light. It looked like an eye of a cyclops in the frame of the old building. He wasn’t sure what he was feeling, but his throat felt tight and he knew it was a feeling he had never felt before. It was a strange feeling. A feeling that was good and bad at the same time. As he turned to head down the street, which was lit only by a few lampposts and the glow of lights from the factories, he smiled. He didn’t know about the others, but he was glad he was babysitting at the Women’s Crisis Center. 23