Abby’s Hand
Abby reached across the table and took his hand. “It’s not pathetic,” she said. “It’s human.” Julia nodded beside her. “We believe you. And honestly… we’re sorry. For how you were treated. For what they did. You deserve better.” Bob swallowed hard, blinking back emotion. It was the first family kindness he’d felt in decades.
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