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One evening, as they sat together watching the sun fade beyond the yard, Michael spoke softly.
“If I had not met you that night,” he said, “I don’t know where we would be.”
Jonah smiled. “We met because we needed each other.”
Years later, Jonah told children a familiar story about a small bird with broken wings who helped another bird learn to fly.
“And did they live happily ever after?” one child asked.
“They lived with love,” Jonah replied. “And that was enough.”
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