By the 22nd year, whispers swept through both villages. Every day more people gathered. Parents lifted little ones on their shoulders so they could see the other side. They wondered if this would be the day. Hold. Aim. Swing! Men, women, children held their breath. Manjhi could hear his heart beating as loudly as the hammer hitting the rock. Hold. Aim. Swing!
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