Dominic often paused during those Sunday games, watching Leo dart across the grass, and thought of the miracle that had returned movement to his legs. Science had said “never,” but a child’s faith whispered “now.”
He would never forget that day under the oak tree, when a tiny hand and a pure heart had overturned a lifetime of despair. And in those moments, kicking a ball with laughter and sunlight on his face, Dominic Serrano knew that he had been given a second chance at life, not bought, not earned, but gifted.
The miracle was simple, yet profound: faith can awaken what reason deems impossible, and love, even in its smallest form, can restore what was thought lost forever.
