Just as Emily climbed into bed, she noticed something strange.
The little clock on her wall wasn’t ticking forward toward bedtime. It was ticking backward. With every soft tick, pictures from her day appeared—moments she had forgotten, choices she almost missed, and small acts of bravery she didn’t even know mattered. The clock wasn’t trying to change her day. It was helping her understand it. And as the hands slowly moved forward again, Emily realized something comforting…
Tomorrow was waiting.
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