Inside a tiny, worn-down kitchen in a modest little house, Oliver Apple stands beside his mother before school. The room is old but clean, with faded wallpaper, a small wooden table, and nearly empty shelves. Morning light filters softly through a cracked window. Oliver’s mother opens an old wallet. She searches carefully. Only a single coin remains. Her hands tremble slightly. She looks a...
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