Synovi opened his arms. She hugged him tightly, making Synovi feel like he could break down, but he stood tall and held his emotions in. When they pulled away, Ms. Reid’s eyes were watery. “Man, I know you ain’t crying,” Synovi said. “No. There’s just something in my eye.” He knew she was lying, but let her make it. Ms. Reid looked at Synovi as a younger brother she just wanted to see win in life. Her heart ached for him like an old wound on a rainy day. No matter how long ago the scar had healed, on those gloomy days of downpours, it’d remind you it was still there. In Synovi’s case, he was
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