Many children understand the quiet ache of longing for something just out of reach. It’s not a matter of desire or worth—it’s circumstance that places certain joys tantalizingly close, yet unattainable. For one young girl, that longing centered on something simple yet profound: the chance to play basketball.
She lived in a calm, sunlit neighborhood, where summer afternoons carried the …
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