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Kupe stopped talking when he saw Rerehui staring over his head.
“Someone is watching us,” she whispered, trying not to move her lips.
Kupe turned around and saw a boy no older than four staring at them over the headrest of Kupe’s seat. “How do you make that little doll talk?” the boy asked.
Kupe was trying to think of something to say when the boy spoke again. “Can I have it?”
“No,” Kupe said. “Uh, the doll belongs to my . . . sister.”
The boy jumped out of his seat, stood in the aisle next to Kupe, and pointed at Rerehui. “He’s got a talking doll!” he shouted.
Kupe quickly put Rerehui back in the satchel, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a one-dollar coin. It had an image of a kiwi bird. “If I give this to you, will you shut up?
The boy’s eyes lit up when he saw the shiny coin. He nodded, snatched it from Kupe, and ran back to his seat.
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