When he rushed home from school one day and flung himself into his mother’s arms, she sighed, knowing that his life was to be a succession of heartbreaks. He blurted out the tragedy, “A boy, a big boy… called me a freak.” 去书内

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    One of the most compelling arguments presented in this chapter is the idea that silence is the language of safety. The author describes a scene where the protagonist sits on a porch with an old friend, watching the sunset. They do not speak for hours, yet the comfort between them is palpable. This silence is not awkward; it is a testament to the depth of their bond. It signifies that they have reached a level of intimacy where they no longer need to perform for each other. They do not need to fill the air with small talk about the weather or politics to prove that they care. This resonates deeply with the overarching theme of the book—walking in the sun. To walk in the sun is to be authentic, and authenticity often requires silence. It is the freedom to be alone together, to share a moment without the pressure of articulation. In this silence, they are able to hear the rhythm of their own breathing and the beating of their hearts, finding a harmony that words could never disrupt.

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