I’ve always trusted the wind to carry me where I need to go. I’ve trusted it ever since that day in the park when I was just a young boy, where there sat three older boys. Men, even. The wind wasn’t there when I decided, instead of moving as quickly past the park as I could like my gut told me to, to walk into the park to show that I wasn’t afraid of them. I’d been faced with worse in my life up until then. I could handle it. I wouldn’t back down. I sat on the swing, saw the way the three of them looked at me. I was alone, and my demeanor often invited violence or worse. Still, that voice in…
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