After flipping through the album of him I see the same boy that grew up on those photos. Deep brown hair, big bright eyes that are eager to understand. When he does, that broad smile spreads over his face and says some words that make me sure that he understands more that I would've thought. If not, the hug he gives me and the look on his face says even more.
And I feel his halo.
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