Ran Out The Door
Traci was applying her makeup in the next room when Brooklyn had heard the truck approaching from a distance. She had excitedly toddled down the stairs, opened the door, and gone outside as fast as her little legs would carry her. She was oblivious to all the danger on the street around her. She waited for him every Thursday, and it was the highlight of her week. This time, she wanted to see him face to face.