Claudia shoved the barefoot child through the open terrace doors into the snow and threw the gift after him
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Chapter 16
Three winters later, Noah ran barefoot into snow voluntarily.
For six seconds.
Then screamed because it was freezing and ran back inside.
Everyone laughed.
Grace wrapped him in a towel.
I almost stopped breathing when I first saw his bare feet cross the threshold.
Memory.
Then reality.
Choice.
He had chosen.
Could return.
Door open.
No punishment.
That difference mattered.
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He drank hot chocolate and declared snow “stupid.”
Correct.
