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It’s strange how a completely ordinary day can suddenly feel… different.
My uncle Jimmy stopped by earlier, nothing unusual, just a quick visit. We chatted for a bit, easy conversation, nothing that would normally linger in my mind. But just as he was leaving, he paused. Not in a rushed or awkward way, more like he was deciding whether to say something he’d been thinking about.








