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... taring at my own reflection. It smiled before I did."
Jude nodded slowly. "We’re close. Every memory counts."
They worked, their hands efficient. He watched them, heart clenched, knowing that each of them was scarred. Not outwardly, though some had bruises in memory, but in the core where trust lived. And right now, that core was fragile.
At noon they shared salty fish and boiled reeds, salads of young leaves. Conversation was sparse. A breeze stirred leaves overhead. The ...
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