“William, did your mother ever tell you that you’re different from other kids?” I asked him. He got this guarded look in his eyes and I thought to myself that she had.“It’s okay, William, because I’m different like that too,” I said as we drove back to Seward.“You are?” he asked me.“I grew up not knowing my family. I thought my parents didn’t want me and my life wasn’t always easy, just like yours,” I said.“Did people hurt you too?” he asked me.“Yes, they did, sometimes very badly. Do you remember I told you once that you won’t always be the underdog?” I asked him.“Yes.”“Do you think I’m an underdog?” I asked him and he shook his head.“No, you’re strong and brave,” he said.“So are you, William, because we’re the same,” I said.“My mom and Ava said I’m good for nothing,” he said and more guilt hit me.“That’s not true, kid. You’re special and kind and I love you,” I said.Before meeting Charlotte, I doubt I would have said that to anyone. I hadn’t said it to Nataly even when s
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