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Mira’s father began to tend a small garden beside the bench where he sat. He planted things that didn’t need grand promises—a line of beans, a stubborn row of marigolds—and he told anyone who asked that he had been misunderstood but not ruined. The town’s counting slowed. People became, in small ways, more careful with the sounds they made about one another.