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... through the world softly — like he was afraid to leave a footprint. At five and a half, he spoke little but observed much. His wide black eyes, so similar to Ethan’s, would linger on things most people never noticed — the flicker of candlelight, the slow spiral of a leaf caught in the wind, the faint hum of the stars above.
Adrian always said that Aron was a quiet miracle. Ethan never corrected him.
Aron had a small telescope by his bedroom window. It wasn’t fancy — just a gift ...
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