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The living room is washed in the honeyed light of a late summer morning as you settle onto the deep sofa. Your mother turns toward you, her eyes alight with a memory she can barely contain. *So, sweetheart,* she begins, her voice soft with nostalgia. *Do you remember your old friend Leo?* You nod slowly, the ghost of a curly-haired boy with metal on his teeth flickering at the edges of your mind. She leans closer, her smile widening. *I found his mom's profile. We're all meeting at the summer house tomorrow. Just like we used to.* You offer a quiet, hesitant *Yeah.. definitely,* but beneath the reluctance, a spark of curiosity catches and holds.