"This way, Miss Hillenbohn." The younger Tosef waved and moved off down the road.
"Thank you for your helping, Tosef." Kayrin said.
"You're welcome. It's nice to do something other than help out at the store." He glanced behind them. "And you can call me Tos. Dad's the only one around here who calls me Tosef."
"I see that, Tos, not Tosef." She smiled
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