My stomach dropped.
He stared at that photo the longest.
Then, slowly, he pressed it to his forehead… and his shoulders began to shake.
He was crying.
Not the kind of crying people show.
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My stomach dropped.
He stared at that photo the longest.
Then, slowly, he pressed it to his forehead… and his shoulders began to shake.
He was crying.
Not the kind of crying people show.