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Immediately, the world seemed to grow still.
Amira slipped out of her seat and opened the back door. The baby’s face was scrunched, his tiny fists clenched.
He calmed almost instantly in her arms, his eyes fluttering open—dark, searching, unfocused yet somehow aware.
Daniel stepped out and joined her, leaning against the car as he watched them.
“I know,” Amira whispered.
Then the baby made a strange noise.