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đ§©Â A Voice Awakened
His mother froze, tears streaming down her cheeks. âHe hasnât spoken in four years,â she whispered. âNot since his father died.â
The boyâseven years old, Iâd later learn his name was Tommyâkept repeating those words, gently running his hands over the bike. Then he looked up, locking eyes with me for the first time.
I didnât recognize the boy or his mother, but the patch on my vest suddenly felt heavier than ever. I swallowed hard and asked:
âMaâam, what was your husbandâs road name?â
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