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The Greyhound bus dropped him at the Mabel Creek gas station. The air smelled of wet hay and diesel. He walked the half-mile to the farm, each step a small rebellion against the past.
Leo swallowed. "Hi, Ma."
For a long, terrible second, nothing happened.
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Eleanor reached over and squeezed his hand. Her grip was bony but fierce. Samira wrote: I will teach her
She stood up slowly, wiping her hands on her apron. Her eyes traveled from his short-cropped hair to his jaw, to the shape of him under the men's plaid shirt he'd bought at a thrift store on Halsted Street.