But had learned early to keep those feelings folded neatly inside himself.
He wasn’t loud.
He wasn’t reckless.
He wasn’t eager to prove himself the way other boys were.
He watched.
He listened.
He carried a tenderness that both amazed and worried me.
Because the world is rarely gentle with boys who feel too much.
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