Prologue

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She saw it. The earring that she gave away. She reached out to the boy that wore it, but shirking her hand away with hesitation. She stared at the man that is now walking away from her. The boy, still getting farther and farther away, was holding a faded pink handkerchief. She spoke.

"You're still holding on that old thing?"

The boy turned back.


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