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Years later, Emma grew into a straight-A student who dreamed of becoming a social worker. She still wore that jacket sometimes, still knew that two hundred bikers were just a phone call away.
He always shook his head. “No, kid. You saved yourself by being brave enough to ask for help. We just made sure someone listened.”
And that’s what real brotherhood does. It protects the vulnerable. It keeps its promises. And sometimes, the scariest-looking people are the ones you can trust most.
