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few feet away.
One hour.
Two.
Three.
He did not demand anything.
He just stayed.
Near sunset, Mia stood with a doll in her hand and walked slowly toward him.
Dominic did not breathe.
She stopped in front of him, looked up, then touched his hand.
Only for a second.
Light as a butterfly.
Then she ran back to her sisters.
Dominic let the tears gather.
That night, continue reading …
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