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Then five minutes later she said it again.
And again.
By the fifth time, I was laughing.
That’s when I noticed a man standing near a bench several yards away.
He wasn’t talking to anyone.
He was watching me.
At first, I assumed he was waiting for someone. Maybe another graduate. Maybe his child.
But something about him felt strange.
He looked familiar.
Not familiar in the way strangers sometimes do.
Familiar in a deeper way I couldn’t explain.
A few moments later, he started walking toward us.
My smile faded.
The closer he got, the more I noticed details that made my stomach tighten.
The shape of his eyes.
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