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By the time the party ended, no one remembered the boy’s face. That was the real victory. Luxury events always ended the same way—half-empty glasses, …

No one noticed the boy at first. That was the point. In the glow of crystal chandeliers and gold-trimmed mirrors, invisibility came easily to people …

The car at the end of Maple Street didn’t move. Daniel stood by the window, watching it through a narrow gap in the curtains. Dark …

The old woman had been standing near the mailbox for three days before Daniel finally noticed her. Maple Street was the kind of place where …

The old man didn’t make it far before the memories caught up with him. They always did—quietly, without warning, like ghosts that preferred to walk …

The old man walked the same route every afternoon, right when the sun dipped low enough to paint the street in long orange shadows. People …