The car ride was quiet. He sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window, his eyes wide as if discovering a world he had long believed lost. From time to time, he looked at me, as if making sure this was real.
Today, he has a home. Today, he has a name. Today, he has a family. And never again will he have to wonder if someone will come for him—because I am here. Forever.
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