
Once upon a time, in a quiet village nestled between towering hills, there lived a boy named Liam. He was known for his wide smile and laughter that could light up any room. Yet, behind those bright eyes and infectious laugh was a heart that carried the weight of a life filled with loss. Liam’s parents, both warm and loving, had tragically died in a car accident when he was only six years old. From that moment on, the boy had lived with his grandmother, a kind woman named Clara. She was old and fragile, but her love for Liam was endless. Clara did her best to provide him with a sense of normalcy, though it was hard. The village had always been a quiet place, where people were used to seeing the same faces each day. When Liam’s parents died, it felt like the community lost its own spirit. Though his grandmother tried to console him, Liam could never quite understand why they had been taken so soon. He often asked her, “Why did they have to go, Grandma? Why not someone else?” Cla...