The message from Nura arrived just after I posted a small giveaway of Reina’s outgrown clothes—just another attempt to bring order to a life unraveling after my mother’s death. She asked if I could mail the bundle because her daughter had nothing warm, promising to repay me someday. Though my instinct was to ignore it, something softened in me. I sent the box and forgot about it, not realizing that this small act would circle back into my life with unexpected force.
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