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“Remember when I was the one you protected?” I said.

Time, as it always does, had other plans. “Remember when I was the one you protected

She threw an arm around my shoulders, a sculptor’s clasp that felt both gentle and unshakeable. “I still need you,” she said. “For patience. For detail. For laughing at my terrible jokes. And for carrying emotional baggage—sometimes it’s heavy.” as it always does

By the time Lily could toddle, she had legs like a miniature supermodel—long and unhurried. While I lumbered through the living room, bumping into coffee tables and skirting around awkwardly placed toys, she would stride past like she owned the pavement. “Slow down, kiddo,” I’d call, half proud, half annoyed. She’d glance back, grin, and sprint anyway. ” I’d call