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... t but cold, casting a pale grey glow over the world outside that made everything look slightly washed-out: buildings, sidewalks, and even the students wandering toward the campus with backpacks slung over their shoulders.
Micah stared out at them as if he were looking through a thick pane of glass instead of a car window. His breath fogged faintly against the glass. He sighed, long and slow, shoulders sagging.
Clyde glanced sideways from the driver’s seat. "Should I turn around? ...
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