Tangled In Scales
“Then come along, dear. Let’s get you warm.”
As they walked through the quiet town, Ashwin kept sneaking glances at Hayden, who beamed at him every time their eyes met.
For the first time that night, Ashwin didn’t feel so lost.
Ashwin didn’t remember his birthday.
He didn’t remember anything before the bus stop.
So Hayden’s grandmother, whom he came to call Nana, gave him one.
“You can have a birthday in July,” she said as she ruffled his curls. “That’s the month I found you.”
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