Are her prayers answered?
Well...
Dennis sighed as he wrung out his mop.
It was shaping up to be another boring day, especially because he had forgotten to charge his phone, so he couldn't even listen to anything while he worked.
He steered his wheeled bucket down the hallway and around the corner and opened the first door he came to...
and gasped at what he saw.
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