Asking For Assistance
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“Excuse me, ma’am,” Kerry called, hurrying to an attendant that happened to be passing by. The woman faced her, stopping in her tracks as she saw Kerry pulling her luggage in one arm and holding a kid in the other.
“Hi,” she greeted Kerry with a bright smile. “Can I help you with something?” “Yes,” Kerry said. “I need to know if there are any hotels nearby. My daughter and I need a place to stay.”
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