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Chapter Eighty Seven
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The workshop was quiet again and Grady was late again.

Elise sat at a workbench behind him, flipping through a project ledger but not reading it. Her eyes flicked up every few minutes, searching the door. Lana had taken Nia and Terrence to meet with city contractors about the shelter expansion, leaving the room curiously imbalanced.

“He said he’d be here by eight,” Elise muttered, not looking up.

Elias didn’t respond. He hadn’t commented the last three times Grady missed a start. But today, the silence tightened around him like a wire.

“He’s trying,” Elise said, softer this time.

Elias finally turned. “He’s not the one who has to pick up the pieces when he vanishes.”

Elise closed the ledger. “He hasn’t vanished.”

“Not yet.”

She stood, brushing dust from her hands. “You asked him to come back. You asked him to show up. That doesn’t mean he’ll know how right away.”

Elias shook his head. “We don’t have time for him to *learn* how to show up. These kids… they’re watching all of us now. Th
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