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He stepped forward. Took the plate. The crust flaked under his fork like it remembered how to be perfect. The filling was rich, savory, and seasoned exactly the way he remembered it when he was small and still believed families always had dinner together.
He took a bite.
It burned his tongue a little.
Good.
It meant it was real.
Carla poured a glass of water and placed it in front of him without a word.
He chewed, stari ...
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