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“Maybe … because for the first time … there was a chance I could keep him,” I say.
“So now that you’ve got me, what are you going to do with me?” I turn in to him. “Put you somewhere you can’t get hurt.”
“I don’t know, I just … couldn’t bear the thought of … being without him.”
Already the boy with the bread is slipping away from me. I take his hand, holding on tightly, preparing for the cameras, and dreading the moment when I will finally have to let go.

