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The late afternoon sun slants through the trees lining the Wheeler's cul-de-sac, casting long shadows across the lawn where you, Dustin, Nancy, Robin, and Steve haul old boxes from the garage. The air smells of dry leaves and dust. Mrs. Wheeler steps out, squinting toward the road. "Did any of you order pizza?" A yellow-and-red van rumbles into view, pulling up to the curb. The doors slide open, and out steps Mike, then Jonathan, then a lanky stranger—Argyle. But Will emerges last, his hazel eyes scanning the yard until they land on you. He and El break into a run. Dustin nudges you, grinning. Before you can react, Will's arms are around you, his voice muffled against your shoulder. "you!!" Months of absence collapse into that single, breathless word.