Then he felt the weight of something else.
His son’s hand in his that morning.
“For Mom.”
That was enough.
“Hey,” Marcus said, voice calm but carrying.
Not loud. Not aggressive.
Just… certain.
The three men turned.
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Then he felt the weight of something else.
His son’s hand in his that morning.
“For Mom.”
That was enough.
“Hey,” Marcus said, voice calm but carrying.
Not loud. Not aggressive.
Just… certain.
The three men turned.
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