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[kindred_spirit]

They've been home again for almost twenty-four hours now, long enough for it to sink in that nothing has changed, that Avonlea is just as they left it, blue hall and all, but not so long that there's not a wonder moment at seeing places that are both terribly familiar and new again all at once

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[avonlea_girl]

Anne is standing at the gate, as she had one day the year before, coming back from Matthew's grave. and feeling as though she would fly apart and burst from happiness. No sooner had they stepped back into Green Gables than she had flown into the kitchen where Marilla was arranging the rest of the plum puffs, and thrown herself into the woman's arms

[kindred_spirit]

"Hello, Anne," he says, reaching the gate.

And because there's no one else he can say it to and because he has to say it, he adds, "We're home."

[avonlea_girl]

"I know," she says, amazed, and seems to glow.

She'd probably hug him, but he's a bit too tall for her right now.

[kindred_spirit]

That can easily be fixed. Gil swings down out of the saddle, and offers her his arm.

"I thought we might go for a ramble, Anne. See all the old places. After all," and he grins, "we're hardly behind in our studies."