EVANGELINE“Morris!”His smile widened as he pushed back the hair falling over his forehead and walked toward me. For a moment, I only stared, surprised by the sudden appearance of someone from a life that felt far away now, almost borrowed. High school. Ordinary mornings. Classrooms. A version of myself who hadn’t yet been pulled into the Dettlings’ storm.“At first, I doubted it was you, so I came closer to check.” Morris looked exactly like I remembered, only a little taller, a little sharper around the face, though the warmth in his expression hadn’t changed.I smiled before I could stop myself. “I’m still surprised too.”He laughed lightly, then glanced at the tray in my hands. “Doesn’t your old friend deserve a welcoming hug?”Before I could answer, he took the tray from me and placed it on the nearby table, then opened his arms with that easy friendliness he’d always had. I hesitated for only a second before stepping into the hug. It was brief, familiar, and harmless, the kind
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