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Vaashu returned home with pockets emptied of fancy scenes but full of hands he had held and the sound of a woman’s laugh he had helped return. He mended nets with his father, braided wool with his mother, and told stories at the market about places the wind had taught him to read. Lian stayed, and together they learned to make small zips—tiny, honest things that sewed warmth back into things others had lost.

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