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The car that pulls into the front yard of the farm looks more or less exactly the way it did before, if a little muddier. The boy who gets out from behind the wheel, though, looks -- well, like crap.
He kisses Claire, gives the others an awkward and very false smile, and then squares his shoulders and heads for the farmhouse.
He kisses Claire, gives the others an awkward and very false smile, and then squares his shoulders and heads for the farmhouse.