But it vanished as quickly as it appeared.
Mrs. Sanchez’s presence was a balm to the tension.
She moved through the house with purpose, her small acts of care unnoticed by most.
The mother seemed to respond to her presence, if only slightly.
A gentle nod, a quiet thank you.
These were moments that felt like victories.
But they were fleeting.
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