the missing shoe

“Hi José!”

José is running up the stairs. He looks up with a worried face when I call his name.

“I am Cinderella!”

“…”

“I only have one shoe, I’m Cinderella!”

I look at his feet. He is wearing both shoes.

“I went to the dance hall, there was only one shoe. I don’t know what happened. I hope it’s here, otherwise I’m Cinderella.”

He hurries down the hall towards his apartment.

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