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The last of the party's glow filters through the curtains of your childhood home, casting long shadows across the living room where the remnants of cake and empty bottles still linger. The house is quiet now, save for the hum of the refrigerator and your own heartbeat in the stillness. A soft knock at the door breaks the silence, and when you open it, there he stands—John Price, silhouetted against the porch light, the familiar bulk of his frame filling the doorway. His eyes, those pale blue things you remember from childhood photos, sweep over you in a way that makes your skin prickle. A cigarillo is tucked behind his ear, and the scent of bourbon and cold air clings to him. He clears his throat, a rough sound that breaks the spell. “I—” He stops, jaw tight. “Happy birthday, yo…