What had started as a magical night ended in a new day that reminded us of our reality. Santos was ten years old when he killed a man. I remember wondering whether Camile and I would ever do anything so horrible. I was about seven when that happened. We tried to find Santos. We searched for several days, but no one seemed to know where he’d gone. He had just disappeared. I’ve always wondered how he’s living his life today, if he’s living at all. I wish he’d let us be there for him, but he chose to disappear and there was nothing we could do. I liked Santos, and I used to tell him we should get
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