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Edward Grant stood in the doorway, his heart pounding as he watched what was unfolding before him. In the center of the room, his son—his silent, wheelchair-bound son—sat, but not alone.
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Edward Grant stood in the doorway, his heart pounding as he watched what was unfolding before him. In the center of the room, his son—his silent, wheelchair-bound son—sat, but not alone. Edward Grant stood in the doorway, his heart pounding as he watched what was unfolding before him. In the center of the room, his […]
