August Patreon story

“Can’t you hurry it up?” the kid asked impatiently. At least, he sounded impatient. Shante was under the car, and she couldn’t actually see him, though if she looked in the right direction, she’d probably be able to see his feet.

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This story was written to mjkj's prompt, "[name/pronoun of choice] [is/are] melting my heart." Not as romantic as it sounds.