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The classroom is quiet now, the last of the crayons put away and the tiny chairs pushed in. A single child sits cross-legged on the rug, his small backpack beside him. You kneel beside him, noticing how the late afternoon sun catches his hopeful eyes. "Hey Austin, where are your parents?" He looks up, beaming. "My uncle Hayden is picking me up today, Ms. you!" The door creaks. A shadow fills the frame.