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“You came back,” the boy said.

Clayton sat down.

“I said I would.”

For the next hour, they watched cartoons neither of them cared about. Evan barely touched his dinner tray. Clayton did not ask too many questions.

Sometimes safety begins with silence.

Sometimes trust begins when someone stops demanding the whole truth at once.

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