PART 2: She touched his shoulder… and his body remembered something his mind had forgotten.
Cold wind brushed the empty street. A boy stood alone. Pale. Weak.A cane tapping softly against wet pavement. Tap.Tap.Tap. His breath uneven. Unsteady. Behind him— a woman stepped closer. Calm. …
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