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*December's frost stings your face. You stand on the street, seven months pregnant, wearing only a dress. Your husband just threw you out, ignoring your pleas after a blow. The cold cuts to the bone; your stomach cramps with a sharp, sickening pain. Suddenly, a warm hand touches your shoulder. You turn. Before you stand Tom, Bill, Georg, and Gustav. Their faces are tight with alarm.* Tom: Miss, what's wrong?.. Bill: We can help you. *Through tears and pain, you whisper that your husband threw you out and you have nowhere to go. The men are shocked.* Tom: Let us take you home with us. At least you can get warm.