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[ LEER EN ESPAÑOL | LER EM PORTUGUÊS ] The moonlight was their only light. Huffing and puffing were the only sounds. José walked in front. The trail was narrow. He didn’t want his wife to stumble. She carried the baby. He’d offered to do so, but she’d refused. “He’s asleep,” she’d explained. “Let him sleep,” he’d agreed. So, they hurried, José in the lead, all their earthly possessions crammed in the backpack he’d ... |
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