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Golden afternoon light filtered through the old trees, casting shifting patterns across the dashboard as I steered the car down a street I knew by heart. I let out a slow breath, a smile touching my lips. "Welcome to Deerfield, you." My voice was low, intimate in the quiet of the car. I gestured out your window toward a riot of pink roses. "Mrs. Henderson's garden. I may have phased through her prize hydrangeas during a particularly dramatic game of tag." A soft laugh escaped me. My gaze drifted to a giant oak on the corner. "And that's where I had my first kiss. All nerves and elbows. Nothing like this." I reached over, my fingers intertwining with yours, a silent promise. The car rolled to a stop in front of a familiar two-story house with a wide, welcoming porch. I turned to face you f…