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The man smiled, showing teeth that were also silver.

The story truly began on a Tuesday. A rainy, miserable Tuesday when her school bus splashed through a puddle and drenched a man in a long gray coat waiting at the crosswalk. Liya had seen him before—same corner, same time, same way he never looked at anyone. But this time, as she stepped off the bus, her silver-shod feet touched the wet pavement, and the man’s head snapped toward her. liya silver feet

“You’ve been hiding,” he said, his voice soft as rust. The man smiled, showing teeth that were also silver

“You’re like a werewolf,” her best friend Jaya had joked once. “But for feet.” The man smiled

“Your real family.”