Rummaging Through Old Albums
That night, sleep was impossible. Jake pulled out a stack of dusty family photo albums and spread them across the floor of his living room.
He flipped page after page, hunting for clues, driven by the hope that something—anything—would connect the dots.
The baby photo from the car stared up at him as he compared it to his own childhood snapshots. He was looking for the truth in the faces of the past.
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