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Runaway Twins Search Dumpster for Food, Find Old Jacket with Perfume Bottle in Its Pocket

Steve’s heart raced as he gazed at the weathered photograph nestled in the pocket of the jacket. It was a faded image of their mother, her warm smile frozen in time. For a moment, he was transported back to happier days, when their small family was whole and filled with love.

“Do you even remember our mom passed away?” Mike’s words pierced through Steve’s reverie, pulling him back to the harsh reality of their situation. The pain of their loss was still raw, but buried beneath layers of survival instincts and the harshness of life on the streets.

Steve swallowed hard, his throat tight with emotion. “I remember,” he whispered, his voice barely audible over the din of the bustling mall beyond their hiding place. “But seeing this… it’s like she’s still with us, you know?”

Mike’s expression softened, a flicker of understanding crossing his features. He reached out and took the photograph from Steve’s trembling hands, studying it for a moment before tucking it back into the safety of the jacket’s pocket.

“Yeah,” Mike murmured, his voice tinged with melancholy. “It’s like she’s watching over us, making sure we’re okay.”

Together, the brothers sat in silence, each lost in their own thoughts as they clung to the precious memory of their mother. In that moment, the hardships of their transient existence faded into the background, replaced by a fleeting sense of warmth and belonging.

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows across the deserted alleyway, Steve and Mike knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, bound by the unbreakable bond of brotherhood and the enduring love of a mother who would always be with them, guiding them through the darkest of nights.

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