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Andi kissed his hand, her eyes stinging. Outside, the ivy had crept over the fence, a tangle of green defying the concrete. Somewhere, a child laughed, and Andi thought: This is the miracle—not the past, but the space between the numbers, where life grows wild and unbroken.