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Danika removed her card, then turned to Lena. “Give me your card.”

Frustration prickled behind her eyes. She turned away from the kiosk and walked toward the token booth, where a SEPTA employee sat behind bulletproof glass, scrolling on his phone. reload septa key card

Lena nodded, not trusting her voice. Danika gave her a quick smile and shuffled off toward the stairs, her keys jingling a soft goodbye. Danika removed her card, then turned to Lena

“Come on,” she whispered, smoothing the bill against the cold metal of the kiosk. She tried again. Danika removed her card

She held a promise.

Lena walked to the turnstile. She tapped her card. The gate opened with a clean, merciful click .