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LEO
As Leo opened his eyes he was startled by a brilliant flash of gold; thinking it was the sun, he squinted and the object became a dangling pendant. This surprise was followed by the realization that he was not upright, or even sitting, but rather flat on his back, prostrate on the bench. Worried he’d been injured, he brought his hand to his head and touched something soft behind it.
‘It’s my shawl,’ the woman said. She was about his age, dramatic-looking with big eyes and thick hair. ‘I put it under your head when you passed out. I’m Miriam.’ By her side was her son, who stared at Leo with alarm. While most of the playground was deliberately ignoring them, two others had come near: another woman Leo recognized from the building, who was already edging back, and a man looking at h
