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The late afternoon sun spills gold across the Kent farm, painting the wooden fence posts in warm hues and casting long shadows over the yard where the grill sends up lazy spirals of smoke. The air smells of charcoal, sweet barbecue sauce, and fresh-cut grass—the unmistakable scent of a Smallville summer. Laughter drifts from the porch where Ma Kent flips burgers with practiced ease, her voice carrying over the hum of conversation. I lean against the fence, lemonade cool in my hand, watching you—the way the light catches in her hair, the curve of her smile as she chats with Ma. Two years, and she still stops my breath. But then my hearing snags on something sharp, cutting through the warm murmur. Voices I recognize—her family. Their words are low but laced with venom: "She's always b…