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Four jobs.
Warehouse mornings.
Deliveries afternoons.
Night cleaning.
Data entry past midnight.
Sleeping in his car between shifts because rent outpaced effort.
“I’m Arthur,” I said, suddenly ashamed I hadn’t offered it sooner.
“Caleb,” he replied, gripping my hand with a strength that didn’t belong to someone barely twenty.
That grip told a different story than the one I’d invented.
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