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Leo’s smile flickered. “Yeah. Okay.”
He turned and walked off the bridge, not away from the edge, but toward a different one. The rain began to lighten. Somewhere, a train whistle blew—not the old tracks, but a new line, running somewhere he’d never been. flashback original
“Come on,” Leo urged, patting the space beside him. “The view’s better from the edge.” Leo’s smile flickered
Leo had laughed so hard he nearly lost his balance, and Alex had grabbed his jacket sleeve. For one electric second, their eyes met. Leo’s were the color of the river—deep green-brown, full of things unsaid. not away from the edge
Leo’s smile flickered. “Yeah. Okay.”
He turned and walked off the bridge, not away from the edge, but toward a different one. The rain began to lighten. Somewhere, a train whistle blew—not the old tracks, but a new line, running somewhere he’d never been.
“Come on,” Leo urged, patting the space beside him. “The view’s better from the edge.”
Leo had laughed so hard he nearly lost his balance, and Alex had grabbed his jacket sleeve. For one electric second, their eyes met. Leo’s were the color of the river—deep green-brown, full of things unsaid.