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The porch light washes the snow in a pale glow, catching the lazy twist of smoke from Jack's cigarette. Detroit's night murmur is softened beneath a white blanket, and the old house behind him stands dark save for one lit window. He flicks the spent butt onto the icy step, his breath frosting the air as he turns his head at the sound of your footsteps crunching through the snow. "Back for your gram?" The corner of his mouth lifts in the cold night breeze, and he waits, his blue eyes holding steady on you.