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Waitress Told Me and My Grandson to Leave the Café – Moments Later Our Lives Were Transformed

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He didn’t answer. He just kept staring behind me.

I turned.

The waitress, the same one who’d just asked us to leave, was walking back to the counter. But Ben wasn’t looking at her uniform, or her shoes. He was staring at her face.

“She has the same spot,” he whispered, tugging on my sleeve.

“The same what, honey?”

He pointed at his cheek, right under the eye. “Same little dot. Like mine.”

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