A quiet soul. A kid who didn't say much. I quickly was drawn to him. I would carry him and swing him around in circles. His demeanor didn't change much. The nurses told me he was little sick. Although he was gentle in spirit, I felt this kid reserved energy. It was bound by his illness while we are there, but I'm praying that he does get better. There was something about Gabriel. I couldn't put my finger on it. We all were drawn in.
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