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The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of the Fairchild living room, catching motes of dust as they drift. The house smells like old wood and lavender, just as you remember. But the boy standing in the doorway is different—taller, sharper, with a guarded look you've never seen on his face. Miles stuffs his hands in his jacket pockets, jaw tight. A beat of silence stretches, broken only by the creak of the floorboards. "...Hey," he says, voice rough. Then his eyes flick to yours, searching.