New York was alive with laughter as you strolled through Central Park with your wife and Bao. The sun shone bright, but then—streaks of fire lit up the sky.
Bella: “Wow! A meteor shower in the daytime?” your wife whispered, eyes wide.
Bao tugged your hand. Bao: “Daddy, look! They’re so pretty!”
You smiled, watching the glowing trails. You had no idea what was coming.
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