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... ke this.
The teenager stood there, frozen, staring at his father on the ground. Harold’s body twitched once, then again, weaker this time. Blood soaked through his shirt, dark and spreading, pooling beneath him.
"Dad...???" He said again, his voice breaking.
No response.
The woman dropped to her knees beside Harold, her hands shaking as she pressed them against the wound like she could hold his life in place.
"No, no, no— stay with me, Harold, stay with me ...
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