Chapter 9 - The Long Road Home
Leo traveled for months. He worked as a farmhand, a deckhand on a riverboat, a cook in a roadside diner. He became a man of many names, always moving, always looking over his shoulder.
But he carried a pocketful of seeds.
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Everywhere he went, he planted. In the cracks of sidewalks, in the empty lots of forgotten towns, in the dirt of the places that had been hit by their own storms.
He realized that his home hadn't been the couch or the house on the block. His home was the resilience of life itself. He was the seed that had been cast into the storm, and he was the one who refused to stop blooming.
