He was always small for his age.
Quiet.
Too pale sometimes.
But he still smiled at me every morning like nothing in the world could possibly go wrong as long as we were together.
His father disappeared before Noah was born.
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He was always small for his age.
Quiet.
Too pale sometimes.
But he still smiled at me every morning like nothing in the world could possibly go wrong as long as we were together.
His father disappeared before Noah was born.