Melisande ripped Ivo’s medal from his neck, pushed him from the decorated chair, and placed it on her own daughter.
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Chapter 17 - THE MEDAL
Ivo stopped wearing the medal.
It sat in a drawer.
At six, he found it.
“Why do I have this?”
“You earned it.”
“Oh.”
He barely remembered.
That stunned me.
The moment that consumed a year of adult life had already started shrinking in his.
Good.
“Do you want to keep it?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“It’s shiny.”
Perfect.
He put it on his stuffed dinosaur.
Not himself.
We left it there for months.
One morning it disappeared.
I panicked for half a second.
Then found it in a toy box.
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The medal had finally become an object again.
That was healing.
