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... cket, the tailored sleeves feeling too stiff against his wrists.
The evening air smelled faintly of jasmine and concrete—cleaner than usual, but still artificial in a way that didn’t quite settle.
His father was already halfway up the driveway, speaking in a low voice to someone on his earpiece.
Mr. Jeff lingered back a little, walking in stride with Luca.
"That wasn’t so bad," Jeff said, offering a small smile.
Luca tugged at the collar. "You didn’t have ...
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