A Helping Hand

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Dick walked up the stairs to the Gordan residence and knocked on the door.
"Well, hello, Dick." Commissioner James Gordan answered the door.
"Hello, sir. Is your daughter home?" Dick smiled.
"One moment," James opened the door more, allowing Dick to come in, "Barbara! Dick's here."
"Coming!" Barbara ran down the stairs, her strawberry blonde hair bouncing with each step.
"Can I talk to you outside?" Dick asks.
"Of course." She steps outside with him.
"Bruce needs our help again..." He says quietly. She gulps.
"But, with what happened to Jason..."
"I know. You don't have to if you don't have to."
"I'm sorry, but I can't..." Barbara walks back in and closes the door.
"Shit..." He walks off.

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