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252 Scott Westerfeld
get what we’re doing here in a way that most runaways
don’t.”
“I like the way it feels here. But I might not . . . stay.”
He smiled. “I know. Listen, I’m not rushing you. Maybe
whoever gave you that heart is coming, maybe not. Maybe
you’ll go back to them. But in the meantime, could you do
something for me?”
“Sure. I mean, what?”
He stood, offering her his hand. “I’d like you to meet
my parents.”