Eleanor's EyesThomas did not unfold the tiny paper flower immediately.He simply held it in the palm of his hand, staring at the delicate blue folds while the lively sounds filling the mountain home gradually receded into the background, becoming little more than a distant murmur against the deafening silence that had suddenly settled inside him. Around the dining table, villagers continued arranging fresh bread, children wandered curiously among the bookshelves, and Maria scolded Gregory for attempting to slice a loaf before everyone had been served, yet none of it seemed capable of reaching him.Only four words remained.She has Eleanor's eyes.He had not heard those words spoken aloud in more than twenty years.Claire noticed his expression first."What is it?"Thomas slowly looked up.Without answering, he handed her the tiny note.She unfolded it
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