Chapter 36 : Waves of Courage
Early autumn settled over Portland, painting the streets in warm hues of amber and gold. The river flowed steadily, carrying the last leaves of summer downstream, a gentle reminder of life’s constant motion. Lena unlocked her flower shop and stepped inside, the scent of roses and lavender greeting her like an old friend. Her daughter dashed past her, giggling as she carried a small bouquet to a neighbor. Noah followed, carrying a crate of flowers for a new community project, while Mira snapped pictures of the morning light spilling through the windows. “You know,” Noah said, leaning against the doorway, “it’s remarkable how your story has grown beyond just your life. You’re touching lives everywhere.” Lena smiled, tying a ribbon around a bouquet of sunflowers. “I never imagined it would
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