A Strange Dream Emerges
The boy explained the recurring dream he’d been having. “In the dream, there’s a baby that looks like me—with our family’s birthmark and eyes like yours and Mom’s,” he said. His voice was calm but the words struck deeply.
The father sat still, almost frozen. The dream was vivid, too detailed for a child’s imagination. “Could it be something more than a dream?” he asked aloud, his heart racing with confusion. His son simply nodded, unwavering.
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