NEAH I heard him before I saw him. Heavy boots on the porch. The front door flying open hard enough to hit the wall. That specific energy that Caleb carried everywhere he went, warm and loud and impossible to ignore. "NEAH!" My name echoed through the packhouse like a bell. I was halfway down the stairs when he appeared in the foyer. His eyes found me and his whole face broke open. Joy. Pure, unfiltered, stupid joy. The kind you can't fake. He crossed the distance in three strides and swept me up. My feet left the ground. His arms crushed the air out of my lungs and his face buried in my hair and for one second, one perfect second, everything was okay. He was here. He was safe. He smelled like pine and that sweet unnamed something. My brother. My twin. My person. "I missed you," he said into my hair. "I'm sorry about the phones. We couldn't g
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