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That notebook was my first real attempt at writing. I filled it with observations: the way the light fell through the single round window, turning dust motes into tiny planets; the cracked porcelain handle of a drawer that held my grandmother’s sewing kit, the needles still threaded with blue cotton; the photograph of a man I did not know, standing beside a horse, his face half-erased by time. I wrote because the attic demanded it, because the silence there was not empty but crowded with stories waiting to be reclaimed.

My mother had wanted me to become a doctor. She had said so many times, with that particular Lithuanian stubbornness that turns a wish into a command. Danguole, you have steady hands. You could save lives. But my hands were steady only when they held a pen. And my life, I was beginning to understand, was not hers to save.