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"He’s not a burden, sir," Elias said. "He’s my brother."
Thirteen-year-old Elias felt his boots sinking deeper with every step. On his back, his younger brother, Leo, was a dead weight of fever and exhaustion. They were miles from the clinic, and the storm was beginning to turn the trail into a river. 8. He Ain't Heavy
An old man, sheltering under a lean-to made of cedar boughs, watched them struggle past. He saw Elias’s knees buckling, his breath coming in ragged, white plumes in the cold air. "He’s not a burden, sir," Elias said
He didn't wait for a reply. He simply leaned into the wind and kept walking, the weight on his back feeling lighter than the love in his chest. "He’s not a burden