Eight doctors struggle to save a dying baby—until a ragged boy points to the child’s neck and says something no one dares believe

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The school was brick and three stories and had a courtyard where children were already moving in the patterns of social groups that had been established long before his arrival and would require time to understand. He stood at the gate for a moment and observed the patterns — who moved toward whom, which spaces were claimed, which were genuinely continue reading …