The boy’s presence haunts me, though I try to focus on my routine.
Yesterday, as I approached closer than usual, he left hurriedly, clutching the rabbit tighter.
Today, a man stood at a distance, a phone pressed to his ear, always alert.
The scene is unsettling, like a puzzle with pieces that don’t quite fit.
The neighborhood seems to ignore the boy, but I can’t.
There’s a community meeting next week about safety, and I’m supposed to speak.
I dread bringing this up, fearing skepticism or backlash.
But the need to protect him gnaws at me.
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