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CHAPTER 9

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The meeting blurred.

Elijah left the circle with only scattered impressions. Margaret had spoken about a photograph she finally took down. Sarah had mentioned the day when she forgot to cry. Robert had confessed that he almost hummed in the kitchen again. Jaxon had been there beside him, warm and present, making a quiet joke that only Elijah heard.

The details slid out of focus as soon as they climbed the stairs.

Jaxon pushed the door open and stepped into the cool night. “Walk me,” he said, as if it were the simplest thing in the world.

Elijah could have refused. He did not.

They fell into step along the sidewalk. The street outside the church was calm. A line of trees caught the wind and stirred gently. Cars passed in the distance, their engines softened by space.

“Do you feel different?” Jaxon asked after a few moments.

“From what?” Elijah replied.

“From the man who sat in the back and refused to say more than three words,” Jaxon said. “The one I met on my first day in there.”

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